In high school I was an outcast... I wasn't cool to hang out with. I ate my lunch in a bathroom stall because that was the one place I could go where I wouldn't been seen.

We talked about many issues like welfare is it the way of life or hand up? Talked about size of government how much should it tax families and small businesses? And when we left that lunch we got in the car and I looked over at Chuck and said 'I'll be damned. we're Republicans.'

I didn't come from a trailer park. I grew up middle class and my dad had money and my mom made my lunch. I got a car when I was sixteen. I'm proud of that.

Anyone who has lost track of time when using a computer knows the propensity to dream the urge to make dreams come true and the tendency to miss lunch.