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We hate to disappoint you if you came here looking for something interesting about Raymond Burner. The truth is that he is an overweight bald guy that takes pictures and sells insurance. He does like airplanes and Harley Davidsons, but he had to sell all that stuff to keep his son in college and his two girls in clothes. He is married to an exotic dancer who works a day job as a school librarian and when they are not in Sunday School they enjoy hiking and observing nature.
He is very handy around the house but his wife prefers to hire a fix-it man since he is very busy with raymondburner.com and usually never gets around to fixing anything. He still hasn't repaired the leaky kitchen faucet. He once bought an expensive chipper/shredder/ vacuum but never used it to clean up the leaves in his yard. He regrets having sold his 1964 Rambler and he can't remember the words to any song. He got his start in life by selling night crawlers for 25 cents a dozen.
His narrow mindedness caused him to miss out on several big opportunities. After striking up a friendship with a kid named Bill Gates that he met at a Star Trek convention in Southern California in 1976, he turned down the young man's offer to join him in marketing his disk operating system. "Stupid idea." Later he had an opportunity to get in on the ground floor with an upstart clothing retail business called the GAP. "Too focused on youth and malls." Then there was that cell phone thing, but he doesn't like to talk about that at all. He actually invented the mountain bike but never got credit for it.
He builds his own computers and chooses AMD rather than Intel as his processors. He uses a satellite internet connection, is a detester of change and has had the same email address and ISP for 11 years.
He got 52,231 miles out of a set of tires on his Ford truck. It seems to break down a lot, but he insists that he would rather push a Ford than drive a Chevrolet. He doesn't know anything about NASCAR. He remembers when gas was 23 cents a gallon and it was safe to hitchhike.
He feels fortunate that his wife never makes him go grocery shopping with her and he regularly donates his time and money to causes that fight for men's rights. "When I see some poor schmuck pushing a grocery cart around and following his wife through the store I just want to run up to him and grab the cart and say, 'You're better than this. You are not a gatherer. You are a hunter! Run! Get outta here!'"
He thinks that we live in the greatest country that ever existed and he admires those who risk their lives to keep us free. God bless America!