I am really an alien from another planet...I just can't remember how to space travel. My ship crashed somewhere over the mountains of southern california and I don't remember the codes to reconstruct my Steller Pod. This leaves me living a life undercover as a human being musician/businessman. I like all things creative, because it reminds me of home back on Galactica where everyone is being wacky and brilliant all the time.I have stolen some poor crazy kids identity and I live his life in his stead (since he is locked away in some SIberian prison)...He was born in Spain with a Spanish Father and Argentinian Mother...he has large families in both countries and a crazy 80 yearold grand mother in Buenos Aires, who likes to take me tango dancing till 2 AM drinking up a storm like the best of em...For work he owns a fun-edgy jewelry business and travels a lot between New York and Los Angeles.One of these is False: 1) Lived illegally in the US for 11 years as a child, 2) I Lived in a tree house for a couple years in college, 3) started my first business when I was 15, 4) I am a very generous and caring person, 5) I once hitchhiked from eastern Texas to California and got picked up by a famous rock band, 6) I love paying taxes to governmental thugs to help fund the fight of a beautiful war. Can you guess?! ;-)
