I live with my stinky and shedding but very adorable giant chihuahua Mancha. I'm no longer pie eyed and open armed. I'm a little bitter around the edges, but more like dark chocolate than anything else. I am at that point in my life where I realize that I don't know myself or anything else. I am satirical, sardonic, succint and abrasive. I have a ribald sense of humor, am charming when tipsy and have 1001 stories that are all true. I used to live life so that it would make a wonderful read, now I'm just trying to live long enough to write it.
