Dan Gayle

A hot and sassy web developer, minus the hot and sassy part. Unless it's like 90 degrees outside and wearing a flannel shirt, which I am wont to do sometimes. And no, it's not a grunge thing, despite my years living in Seattle, where I learned to wear a flannel shirt to hide my muscles from everyone, especially the ladies who were assaulting me with their glances. My eyes are up here, ladies! I'm not just a piece of meat for you to ogle.