John B. Moore first came to New York City on a class trip senior year in High School

He immediately wandered off and became lost.
He has striven every day since to remain so.

He has worked in New York as a bartender, writer and web designer.

He loves jazz, but doesn't pretend to know a lot about it.

He thinks "The Pope of Greenwich Village" is the best bad movie ever made.

He once closed his eyes at an Eagles concert and realized
that Timothy B. Schmidt sounds exactly like Anne Murray.
It changed his life.

He has never offered to show himself out.

He finds talking about himself in the third person more than a little bit tedious.