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About Me

At every opportunity I do rigging, lighting, sound, set/prop, etc... with I.A.T.S.E. Local 321, Tampa Bay Area; Local 1, NYC; Local 340, Strong Island. I design and build sets from blueprints, Scenic painting (Murals, Faux Finishes, Trompe Loi, ahem... Props construction & mold making. Hand Prop and animatronic fabrication. I'm also an avid puppeteer, just ask Violet Incredible(on ICE fer christo's sake).

Our venues include, but are not limited to, Ruth Eckerd Hall, Ford Ampitheatre, St. Pete Times Forum (Ice Palace - Home of the Tampa Bay LIGHTNING!!!), Convention Center, Tampa Theatre, Tampa Bay Performing Arts Center(TBPAC), Marriott Waterside/various other hotels hosting A/V award ceremonies, corporate seminars, etc...
VW Jetta 1.8 turbo, 1986 Honda Accord, Boeing 747
One way or the other I'm gonna be on Your block! In a freindly way! Neighbor/brother/comrade<---whatsquatters rights(American revolution ring any liberty bells?) plywood over broken windows does not a solution to homelessness make.
e g Crowbar, Boot, Extensioncord, beer, etc...
Fuck The World and Have a Nice Day
* just do like i do and look at the pictures
MikeyB is currently: Flying through the air like some motherluvin' Peter Pan understudy on MagicMushrooms culled fresh from the pushingarrid idyllic pastures of Dover, FL. 22 caliber long rifle meets long deceased bovine elbow. The silly cow laying there rotting in the Florida sun had unwittingly created a leather chrysalis by preserving the rottingentropyfizing flesh&guts of this hamburger-cum-lately. Like a goddamned cured beef jerky-ZipLockBag^ suddenly stomped on by the malice of youth simultaneously in its father's golf shoes and mother's stillettos*.*.*breathe*.*.* #P o P# The fucking elbow lets loose this stench---mind you now', from a hole no bigger than the anticipation of a solitary bunny turd...

...this misbegotten reek that you could *hear/ upstairs, *see in the dark, ~the smell~... you could *feelunderlying accusations beneath your skin, and handinhand with *taste? Well, let's just say the whole deal seemed outta whack with the (red)whiteandblue streaked expanse of My sky and sum green melange burning slowly in the generous pitch of the bong. slowly. perfectly. i put the gun down.
NO!
sorry for the mess luv but it becomes near impossible to clean up or clear out after the demon tremors. So I live with them *^)...BEAT IT!
OK... ifyouplease... my many interesting facets ofPOP personal blahblahblah
Despite my colorful palette of degradation <-that's waht you wanted to hear, right? } HEY!, Take it easy mike....haha - whatever, buy me a drink and i'll explain that it is merely WHATdigital freeform diary/therapy...SMACK
GLITCHAnyhoot...I mentioned beer, right?
My roommates Kickin' it at the shack before we goes out Wildin'
We real cool. We 
Left school. We 

Lurk late. We 
Strike straight. We 

Sing sin. We 
Thin gin. We 

Jazz June. We 
Die soon. .. ..
..Gwendolyn Brooks
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My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Actually, we already met...
Now Here Are Two TRUE Women! Stumbling offa The Zipper at the I.A.T.S.E. Labor Day Bash...

R.I.P. BLONDIE
The only loyal bitch in my world
*She never turned on me...
Still got the "bracelet" scar from when i saved some dog's (Bud and Nixon) life and Blondie gave my arm a kiss...anyhoot, Good Scar
"ROD STUART ES NAY AH POOF!!!"

GEEK/FREAK/SANDPAPERBEAUTICIAN
Profiles Anewin' Weekly
MAYHEM FEST. Florida State Fairgrounds A.K.A. Ford Ampitheatre...
DISTURBED was amazing and even self-depricating in that seinfeldian way...let's see if i can explain this, OK you know the "AWKA:AWKA:AWKA" song, the big radio single of Disturbed... well, (insert singer name) flawlessly covered his own song channeling turn-o-the-decade G.B.H. (yous knows what friggin' decade...) the whole diddy was about 45 seconds and crescendo'ed with the loudest crowd response I've ever heard. Then again I'm usually deaf from the pyro cannons. Oh, and Slipknot drummer staggered off backstage between songs to lean on our forklift, curse Florida, verbally abuse his asskissin' drum tech, and vomit profusely, ALL whilst wearing his scary penisnose pig mask as to protect his true identity. Hmmm, why would he wanna do that?
Anyhoot, here's what happened in the parking lot...



My Blog

Semenhole Hieghts

OK, just fer the record I grew up (not reared thank you) in what you land barons term Seminole Hieghts, have yet to meet an actual Seminole.  Just sayin'.   OK, good, let us fuss about ...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Nov 2008 03:06:00 GMT

Plan 10

Don't sweat it. Y'see, every-body say shit like plan 9, Number 27, Lucky 7, Hard 8, Sweet 16, y'know MORE so than me... for obvious reasons... NO one will call out a nice even number like 10.  Th...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Jun 2008 00:58:00 GMT

cranial encephilitical pony ride

LOVE.   the one and only truly idjit what?  seriously.  that shit scares me cause EVERY FUCKING TIME IT HURTS!!! Tell me I'm wrong.  I dares ya. love fuckin hurts and it cann...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Jun 2008 05:41:00 GMT

The Show Must gowon

Finally a font editor within the americanizing confines of my space.   uhmmhhmmm...What i was tryin to say in the title was somethin i was sendin to Dan in (slam) an email but got that weird...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Sep 2007 01:51:00 GMT