Hi, my name is Greg. I’m a hired gun, armed to the teeth with lightbulb-like ideas, words and a laptop that rivals the aim and stealth of Seal Team 6. I'm also a thinker, conceiver, strategist, award-winning sentence slinger, problem-solver, and brand architect. I think the greatest form of advertising is the giant, inflatable, used car gorilla. My favorite accomplishments are coining the term "The Only Good Laker is a Salt Laker" and naming my internet connection "HideYoKidsHideYoWifi."

Writing, sports, food, fitness, being a man, and bullshit.

Mostly everything.

"Find what you love and let it kill you" - Charles Bukowski. “Your body is not a temple, it's an amusement park. Enjoy the ride.” - Anthony Bourdain

Nelson Mandela - for his fortitude, strength and perseverance. Michael Jordan - because he was a heart-ripping killer who never lost in the Finals and he produced the Jordan cry face.

I can and will dunk on your entire family.

Slinging drinks at some remote tiki bar in Maui.

That nothing makes me weep with more joy than Slash's guitar solo on "November Rain."

The difference between loose and lose.

Greg hasn't saved anything yet.