Karl Kelman

The official website of Karl Kelman. Don't be fooled by imitators! Look at the URL: "karlkelman.com". The major reason for this site is to ensure that the real Karl Kelman, Marketing Dude, Colorado resident, full-time basement dweller, Mollusk, and holder of the presitigious Loveland Ski Area season pass is not mistaken for the Karl Kelman involved with some Star Trek spoof stage production in New York, or some Karl Kelman who lived in Finland, Denmark, or Estonia or somewhere with too many umlauts in 1873 (a real "äästäl älgäs täludä pärisäksostmäne," according to most).

I, like most people, am particularly disinterested in "the worldwide electricity market for generation, transmission and distribution as well as in the railway sector supplying," so I wish that Kelman, Ltd. would simply go out of business and stop boring people. Nor do I have much use for Kelman Technologies - "exceptional people delivering great products and services using the best industry practices." Blah, Blah, Blah. What does any of that have to do with Life's Eternal Questions: When do I get fed? There'll be booze, right? Otherwise, I'm not going. Is there enough Pickled Herring, Green Beans, and Blueberries for Breakfast? Don't drag my good name through the mud with "a dynamic working environment, that encourages excellence and rewards service."

I'm simply too important to be confused with those people. After all, a simple search of my name reveals that I'm featured on the United Power Coop Connections discount page, I ran the Saxon Mountain hill climb in a blazing 11-minute mile pace in 1997, and I'm quoted in the prestigious Parking Today magazine as sensibly favoring revenue control equipment that doesn't break. But, the crowning achievement in a life full of accomplishments: I drive an Oldsmobile!

Looking to contact me? You can send me an email at my email address, which is my first name, followed by the little round symbol with an "a" in the middle, followed by my dot com domain name, which is just my first and last names, with no spaces.


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"If I had a plan, would my life have gone like it did, parking cars at the Airport at The End of the Universe for what some people mistakenly call a living for what feels like 500 million years. The first ten million years were the worst. And the second ten million years, they were the worst too. The third ten million years I didn't enjoy at all. After that I went into sort of a decline."