Ok, so here's my chance to rant. Better yet, I'm going to string together a massive list of self-glorifying adjectives so you'll all want to be my friend and there will be rainbows and clowns (not the evil kind) and puppies and everyone will be happy!Um, or maybe I'll just continue my quest for the quirky and quick witted sarcastic fucks who are out there. Nothing like a good bit o' banter. Sadly, intellect seems to lack far more often than not.I'm an L.A. native (born in the hospital that became the Scientology building in Los Feliz... just kill me). Spent a few years in Italy doing the school thing and now labor and toil back here in home sweet home Los Angeles. It's a hoot though.I tend to be the anomaly in my circle of friends. Don't do drugs, don't smoke, only drink wine... but still have a fucking great time regardless. Once played charades in Spanish with Dick from the SubHumans 'till 4 in the morning. After 3 hours he offered me a beer. My friend turns to him and says, "Dude, he's straight edge." He got this look in his eye and said, "No fucking way! You've been playing this SOBER???" Fun times.Sadly I had to kill them all.Don't look in my cellar.So now I slave away at an entertainment job. The kind that makes you say "Hey, I didn't know that was a job." Excitement, Scott is your name.As for my Friends List, well the last several lines are for artists whose work I really admire (and possibly collect). Check out their pages and gaze in wonder at their art. Life without art isn't worth living.....
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