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About Me

Indian, feather not the dot. First ten years I grew up all over California, second half I spread my wings in Denver Colorado. I paint, don't know what many of the names are of the tools I use, but I use them well. I am a filmmaker. Some day I will have my own Production company. Huge. To insure that all films released from this company will actualy have been made with Talent, filmed by the best. Leave the shit films for the other studios. Francis Albert Sinatra is my absolute mentor, sort of, I don't think I'd throw somebody out of a plate glass window into a pool, but maybe if you asked me to. I am a very possesive (in a good way) of my friends, so the moment you say friend and I love you in the same sentence, you better damn well mean it, cuz I'm a sucker for friendship and sentiment. I enjoy a talk with God (or for those of you athiests, myself). I don't go by what other men have accomplished, I follow emotion, not logic. Roadtrips are an absolute obligation in life. I'am extremely racist against all should the occassion arise, but love all. I descriminate against the untalented, education is all well and I love it (not a fan of ignorant people), but what I've got and several of my other friends have, you can't teach. I've had my heart broken once. Hard. Treaded on several times. I'm a little old fashioned, cuz I'd rather be in love than in the middle of a one night stand. Fun maybe. but I want to love the eyes I'm looking into in the morning. I don't care for material things, but when I become famous, I will try to look like George Raft getting out of his 30's limousine. I do care about all the starving, and suffering in the world. but shit. Anyway music wise, anything that's good. Right now, I'm in los Angeles. Just having left Denver, the most comfortable place so far. Trying to make a new home.

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My Blog

Everlong...

like an aging mafia boss rising against the tide in modern crime riddled america, transition for me has been quite harsh. Quite frankly I have harped on the situation a million times, but only because...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Mar 2009 23:05:00 GMT

a little odd...

The other night, new years night I had an amazing time. Life was beautiful that night, surrounded by gorgeous women (how do I always manage that?) We were laughing like there was no tomorrow. Everythi...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Jan 2009 15:57:00 GMT

You Me and Them

Rats, It is unfortunate that it has come to this. But along with time comes change. As of recent I have been forced to re-evaluate my friendships, where they are at and what value they have in my life...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Dec 2008 13:34:00 GMT

California here I come

Rats, Iam finaly back in Hollywood. The apartment is large and cool and comfortable. It's nice to be chased off to somewhere you already love and are comfortable with. I do miss you all already. I do....
Posted by on Wed, 05 Nov 2008 03:12:00 GMT

Waitin’ on the Robert E. Lee

Just a couple of hours ago, I took Jessie to the airport straight from work it was somewhat of an emergency, as I dropped her off at the frontier gates my car ran out of gas, for the first time ever. ...
Posted by on Sun, 28 Sep 2008 01:05:00 GMT

In Love

Yes. I was sitting in David and I's art studio on friday night with a friend of mine. Patrick. I was cleaning and while I was cleaning, I was bitching and moaning about Ari, that miserable asshol...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Sep 2008 02:51:00 GMT

Sammy Davis Jr.

Dom-nique, Mr. Willis. The Rock. I met him through Evan, of who he was best friends with. For the first year of the beginning of the Rat Pack back in 2002-2003 Dom and I really didn't talk. He was the...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Sep 2008 02:35:00 GMT

Humphrey Bogart

Marna, My Leader, the only person I can call my leader. I met her in highschool, she was refrenced to me, really only to help me through my hard times. She was the most popular girl in high school. bl...
Posted by on Sun, 21 Sep 2008 16:44:00 GMT

Shirley Maclaine

Jessie, Jessica Courtney (two names she hates to be called). The first girl in the Rat Pack of mine. First meeting her in an art class eight years ago asking if she needed help, she snapped at m...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Sep 2008 08:13:00 GMT

Peter Lorre

Peter Lorre, My Cousin. Childhood pal. The Other one who is as much beautifully self annointed a tyrant as myself. Who understands ego, and talent, because that's what we are. She who is like my ...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Sep 2008 07:39:00 GMT