First of all, I like how you can see where everyone is from in the forums.
Anyway, here I go:
Two of my first ten words (true, from my baby book) were touchdown and football. Needless to say, my parents were still in school at Ohio State when they had me. Everyone in my family went there. Wife, sister, parents, cousins, aunts, brothers-in-law, etc. You know the story.
After a not particularly above average buckeye fever for my teens, I went through the
OSU student revival process. Die hard. Grew up in Worthington, btw - born at Riverside.
I was in school for 6 years before my soon to be wife convinced me to let go (I couldn't even get loans anymore because I had completed too many credit hours).
So my wife and I eloped to Barcelona, Spain and moved immediately to Boston. That is where the plane left from, I guess. We knew nobody and had no jobs and a tiny apartment and got to know each other REALLY quickly - we had only been dating a few months.
Dug Boston, left it, went to law school in NYC, graduated two weeks ago, and now live in Alphabet City, or the Lower East Side, or East Village, depending on your pleasure. (we are kinda on the border, and Alphabet City isn't said much now as it was the crime-ridden area of Manhattan).
Um, yeah. That's me. Oh - and there is a good Buckeye contingent here. I have had three friends from Cbus move here and there are Buckeye-only bars and everything. Woooooo.
Edit/addition: So, on where I live now, in Alphabet City, the neighboring and impeding East Village wisdom goes like this:
Avenue A, you're Alright.
Avenue B, you're Brave.
Avenue C, you're Crazy.
Avenue D, you're Dead.
I live between C and D, awh ha ha ha ha ha