Mike Aragona's Bio Page
So, you want to know more about me? Hmmm....
Where to begin, where to begin? Let's see. Who am I? Well, I've gone through quite a bit of soul-searching to answer that question! Some of those ramblings can be found on my Articles Page if you want to take a look. I'm a divorced father of two (one boy -James, one girl -Melyssa) who, after so many years of searching, has finally found true love. My wife Chantale has been the one who helped me find this elusive dream :) She has made and continues to make my life so incredible, that our marriage was exceptional! If you'd like to read more about that, please visit our Wedding Site! And when you're done there, you can go visit her own site to learn all about our two children Kyle Ethan Aragona-Turgeon & Charlize Makenzie Aragona-Turgeon!
What do I want to do with my life? I want to write! But then again, if you've spent any time browsing through my site, you already had a feeling about that :) Again, you can check out my Articles Page to see a sampling of my writing work. In fact, reading through my Last Word articles on that page is probably the best way to get to know the kind of person I am... scars and all. You could also read what's going on my mind on an almost daily basis by visiting my Online Journal. And then, if you're feeling adventurous, you can head over to Savage Enterprises Publishing's Books in Print and pick up one or both of my novels currently available :)
All right, let's get to the nitty gritty. I was born in May of 1967. I was drawn back to life because of the energy of love during the sixties. Who ever thought the seventies would turn out to be so "plastic"? The eighties were filled with lots of anger and rebellion as I heartily embraced Hardcore Punk (which is nowadays called Rage. Why do music people always go about changing names of things? Punk is Punk, and House/Dance music is Disco. And Disco, my friends, is Dead. It belongs to the plastic seventies. Let's keep it there, shall we?)
Anyhow, during my Punk years, I had my own band for a short while: Why Bother Sure I could tell you stories about that life, and maybe I will later on. Suffice it to say, for now, that we were like the Punk version of Spinal Tap. No, my drummers didn't keep exploding, but close enough. Moving along...
Oh yeah, I've got a tattoo on my chest. Wanna see it?