I think that it is pretty silly to try to sum your entire being up in a paragraph or two. I might say I'm a biologist, I like to travel, I like to cook and ride my bike and run and read, swim, surf, hike, climb trees, eat pumpkin pie, and lay in the sun. I might say that I currently live far, far away from the Midwest, where I grew up. In fact, I might say that I now live not in the Midwest, nor in the Middle East (though, I did spend four years in Saudi Arabia), no, now I call southern Chile home. I might say all of this in response to "who am I." All of these things do definitely describe some of my interests, but I couldn't possibly tell you a fraction of who I am in just one paragraph. I wouldn't want to cut myself short like that and I wouldn't want to give you any preconceived notions about who I was, am, or might one day be.
ice cream cone life is a blog about the adventure of everyday living. While this everyday living might still be in the midst of a larger adventure, none the less, at some point every journeyman reaches the point where he realizes that he is really just putting one foot in front of the other. He could be journeying home from a long day at the office, or he could be en route to Timbuktu. Regardless, it seems the real adventure is what you make of it. How you interpret your surroundings on a day to day basis, who you meet along the way, what bumps in the road that lead you off course.
I once heard someone say that she didn't need "an ice cream cone" in her life. "You know...a little something to make you happy, something sweet that melts in five minutes." Perhaps life is just a collection of ice cream cones; we all make the decision whether to view them as something silly and fleeting, a mess of sticky goo, or we choose to take them as they come, gobble them up, enjoy their sweetness as it lasts and know that another one is not too far around the corner.