A tabloid poet and bon vivant, grant lives in the dangly bit hanging off the southeast corner of the United States. He reads an awful lot, sometimes about China, where at least some of his children were born. In parallel universes, he may have become an English professor, social worker, anthropologist, monk, salvage diver, record producer or celebrity gossip columnist. Instead, you're stuck with this one. He ruminates on a near-monthly basis concerning a wide variety of topics at http://www.flyingfists.org, and has a large archive of home-recorded pop songs at http://grantimatter.com.