About Me 

I no longer believe my life to be a future intergalactic syndication.  There's far too much hard work up in here.  No self respecting lead actor would remain under these conditions.   These days, I most always awake feeling lucid, although, tired and occasionally suffering from post-inebriation, I don't absorb what I ought to from the view outside my awesome chocolate-framed window.

I still say, show some love for the zombies.  Not just the groaning, limb-dragging corpse you may call a boss, but the glazed over dregs pouring over our streets (they're called consumers).  I say, f*ck it.  When hell pours over and all the qualified PG&E techs have been murdered, these fine citizens may someday be the very cannon fodder through which you vent your frustrations.  And I still say, when the zombies take over, you'll find me triumphantly lounging atop the Empire State Building with my posse of Zombie-ass-kicking mo' fo's, munching on canned chili and experimenting with sensor activated turret mounted machine cannons.  It's gonna be pretty great, I reckon.  Except for the canned chili part.  Aren't there any sushi chefs left???

I think days off are best invested in a relaxed, loungeabout early afternoons spent watching Humphrey Bogart films.

I'm more Muay Thai than Thai Bo.

Words of Wisdom 

Live for yourself.

Don't make things more difficult for others than they may already be.  That's useless stress-work.