In 1991 a full grown twenty something musician was ejected from a womb and straight into a space-time rift that led him directly to Los Angeles in the year 2012. That time-travelling freak baby thing was me.
A whole bunch of really unimportant stuff happened between then and now.
I now reside in Austin, Texas, and through a variety of creative outlets I explore my own fractured psyche and question the workings of society.
I occasionally write about poop, pee, and a variety of other things that most people give up discussing when they reach adulthood. I don’t give a damn. Poop is funny.
Those last two sentences will probably be written on my tombstone.