California was the land of my birth. Upon gaining the ability to walk, I was uprooted and thrown into a burlap sack, carried on the back of a mule and dropped off in a densely populated valley in southern Nevada. My life there was filled with disgusting ping pong ball tricks and a perpetual feeling of insincere digression. I calculated and schemed, finally making my way north via the satisfaction of highway semi truck drivers. After witnessing the harsh realities of highway life, I escaped a cab at the footsteps to the University of Nevada, Reno. After persuading the president with means I won't mention here, I was admitted to the University. It has been many years since then, years characterized by confused moments of out of body experience.
Me at a young age with my father
My Interests
I'd like to meet:
Everyone, however this is relatively all-inclusive, exluding those whom I would not.
Here I am recently. Get a hint.
