First off... I am the coolest person on here!!!
You will dig me. If I am right and you dig me you will find being my friend is kind of like looking at an eclipse without a pinhole box. I'm 21 pieces of flare on an odd vest. I'm as absurd as I am addictive. I am much like yellow with a hint of red - and I don't mean orange. I am passionate and obnoxious - in a good way. I carry the everlasting burden of always needing to sound profound and somehow manage to hit the mark from time to time. Superman, I am not... but if I were a handsome, genius, billionaire, playboy/philanthropist who is angst ridden, extreme, fiercely fit, and driven-- I'd be like Batman - I hope.
My childhood was made up of Smurfs, Fraggle Rock, Dukes of Hazzard, Magnum PI, Atari 2600, old school Nintendo, pickled watermelon rinds, and peeing outside because going in took too much time away from playing in the street. And adult me is at his best when that floppy haired kid takes over again -- of course now the hair never flops (it falls out) and I'm a lot taller. All in all I am a quirky random guy who despite some scars is still pretty fun. Ask around.
