The legal name on my birth certificate is Anderson Swaim Boyd, but I prefer to be called 'Andy.' That probably won't be the case in fifteen years, but I digress. Twenty years old and a fifth-generation Texan by blood, I experienced childhood in the relatively quiet Houston suburbs. Sure, there was the occasional drive-by and unacknowledged drug problem, but for the most part it was an idyllic time. After graduating from Langham Creek High School (colloquially known as 'Gangham Creek'), I enrolled at The University of Texas at Austin, where I bloomed in both physical attraction and maturity. I also chose to pursue a degree in multimedia journalism, which leads us to the present.
Educational Background and Skills
- State of Texas Public Education Diploma of High School Graduation - I graduated 42 out of a class of 600 with a 6.67 GPA, but nobody really cares about that. Public high school is kind of a joke.
- 2200 SAT composite score and 51 hours of AP credit - again, nobody really cares about that.
- Advertising internship with Slingshot, LLC - okay, it was in the finance department and I was doing grunt Microsoft Office work, but it taught me how the actual world works outside of school. Plus, I made bank.
- Former student caller at the University of Texas and RuffaloCODY Annual Giving Center - basically I was a glorified beggar who called alumni pleading for donations. It was not enjoyable, but at least I can talk to people without feeling nervous or at a loss for words.
- Construction - I know how to work power tools, put up drywall, install appliances, read a manual, and not kill myself with a saw. Practical things.
- Musicianship - skilled in percussion, somewhat skilled in piano, and deluded into thinking I can play the guitar. I know like four chords -- wait, I can totally play the guitar.
Everything journalistic I am proud of is on this blog. That is what it's for. That is why we are supposed to make one. If you would like to see something that I am proud of creating, please click 'home.'
I aspire, after or during or interrupting college, to travel the world and experience life in other cultures. I don't know how I'll make money during that time (probably I'll become a bartender; who doesn't need one of those?) but it sounds better than killing myself in a job that I hate. Realistically, though, I would give a kidney and/or testicle to write for The Onion or its sister site The AV Club. HuffPost or Slate would also work, but meh. You can forgive funny. You can't forgive stupid. (Not that I'm calling HuffPost or Slate stupid; they can just be sensational at times.)
My hobbies include wallowing in ennui, watching copious amounts of Netflix, procrastinating on Reddit and AV Club, and habitually checking my phone.
