I'm a son. A lover. A friend. A brother...and a twin. An enemy. An artist. A pseudo musician. A functioning alcoholic. A fountain of useless knowledge. Maybe both. More than likely. I'm an extroverted introvert. An introverted extrovert. As a creative force with my hands, I think I'd still choose blindness over the loss of my hearing. Music is my lifeblood. Then again, so is coffee, bottled water and SPARKS. Devo and the Stones had it right. "I can't get no satisfaction." I get extremely discouraged with society and man in general when innocent people disappear from places like a Target parking lot only to be found weeks later in an abandoned field, naked and in full rigor. That's bullshit. It's always the wrong people. Besides that, who made another man judge, jury and executioner? Moving on. Oh...I'm often called an asshole. I don't really get it. I like what I like and you won't be able to convince me otherwise, unless whatever you're into is really cool. I'll admit that I'm probably a music snob. I have little or no time for idle chit chat or conversations that go nowhere in the first few minutes. I have a short attention span. Make it count. Only the movies that myself, my brother and a select few of my friends(they know who they are) like are worth a damn. I smoke too much, probably drink more than I should(as stated earlier) and am constantly inventing new illnesses so I can validate not having to do anything when I don't feel like it. Fuck a doctor. I'd rather drop dead without warning than to carry around the knowledge of potentially how and when I was going to check out. I do however, have an infatuation with death. I just don't want to die yet. My art took a severe turn for the surreal when I began experimenting with LSD some years back. I haven't done it for a very long time, but I'm still looking forward to the time when I finally decide to score some peyote, drive out to Joshua Tree and with any luck, run into some aliens, get on the ship and get the fuck off this planet. Quote me on that. I hate the smell of marijuana, but love the smell of coffee. I believe Stanley Kubrick was the greatest director ever( he used cameras designed for outer space photography). I think martinis are pretentious. I wish I could turn on my faucet and have instant Bloody Mary's. It might sound gross, but sometimes I don't see the need to take a shower every single day. That usually means Sunday. My dream car is the Jaguar-Hearse from the movie Harold and Maude. I still own a Swatch, although I can't for the life of me seem to locate it. Abstract art is where it's at. I see nothing wrong with videogames. What do people care what I do with a few spare hours in my day? I spell tomato without the "e". I'm a firm believer in the idea of having a complete and total revolution in this country. The CIA can crawl up my ass on this one, but our current administration needs to be eradicated by any means necessary at this juncture. I think that Hollywood ran out of ideas twenty years ago. How else can we explain the sudden rash of remakes? Think of all the movies that you "think" are original that are "just" coming out. Now, imagine me at age ten watching them on HBO(when the credits still rolled through a minature model city and up into the stars), through a scrambled TV signal on top of which a top-loading VCR sat. I thought so. The music industry. Don't even get me started. If it ain't on my iTunes or setting on a not so out-of-reach shelf, chances are it pretty much sucks out loud. I'm also pretty sure I'll think of more things later, but if that's an asshole, then I'm guilty as charged. Wanna know more? Drop another coin in the slot and I will tell you more. Meanwhile, I need this extra time to develop my little webs of conspiracy...
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