I have been working on this thing for like 2 years and I still don't understand some of the coding, but it is working and more streamline than the first one was by a long shot.  

http://www.ksouth.net

I think I did pretty good.  I just hope that a prospective employer does as well.  (It is my portfolio after all) 

(ONE MAJOR THING - The virtual tour on the page is not the one that I worked on... that one is shit.  We are in the proccess of getting ours up there).

and just for fun here are my

Myspace - http://www.myspace.com/ksdesign

Facebook - http://www.new.facebook.com/home.php#/profile.php?id=1264903776&ref=profile

:D

Ok.  First.

Yes, I am in a wheelchair... (Broken neck at C4,5,6) and yes I bring it up a lot.  (mostly jokes and such.. if you can't laugh.. you're dead)

..and scene

1996 - I am about to turn 16 this year and finally passed my drivers test after taking classes and writing 70 pages of notes (crazy huh, but at least it was still free.. now kids pay like $150+)

July 13th - I just turned 16, and I was almost set to do whatever the hell I wanted, whenever the hell I wanted.  (I was so responsible that I washed my permit along with my blue jeans.. that put a halt on the plans as I was suppose to go get a new one)

July 26th - My friends want me to go hang out with them (most likely loitering at the local mall), but instead I decline and decide to hang out with my cousin (Chris - who susbsequently is now a douche bag, and stole shit from me when I was in the hospital because he thought I was dead).

Anyway, I decided to spend the day with my cousin because the plan was to go to Grand Haven (beach) and try to see if I could pick up a lady (joking.. but it would have been cool).

So he drives over to my house, my mom causes a ruckus about me leaving (something about me being grounded etc) but I left anyway (great idea.. I know =/ )  I hop in his broken down rusted out shit box and we are on our way.. (I had to ride in the backseat because his girlfriend was in the front.. balls).  I basically just chilled in the back seat waiting to get to the beach, but he told me that we had to stop and pickup a friend of his girlfriends (I'm assuming they were trying to set me up).