True story: When I was a kid, about 2 years old, I think...my uncle Mitch was playing his guitar out on the porch of his house. I don't know what it was but it must have been the sweet melody of the guitar that lured me outside. While outside, I plotted as to where I would sit. I figured I'd sit next to my uncle while he plays. So, I go and I sit. As I am sitting, listening, my uncle doesn't notice me. All the while, he has been smoking a cigarette, like always. He took a drag, and brought the cigarette down to his side, which just so happened to be the side I was sitting on. The cigarette came down, I had my eyes open and the cig made touchdown right in my fucking eyeball. Not on the lid, but right on the ball. It burned, I screamed, my mom was pissed, and I had to wear an eye patch for quite some time. I was a pirate for a few weeks. Except, I didnt steal shit (except for that piece of gum at LBCC) I just was pissed I got a cigarette put out in my eye. End of story.
My Interests
I'd like to meet:
I'd like to meet someone who wants to buy one of my scripts. I'd also like to meet Charlie Rose. Don't ask why, I just think he'd be a cool dude to talk to.
