I live. I am not dead. I am in California right now, enjoying the earthquakes and the random drive-bys I hear in the middle of the night while staying at my Aunt Rosie's house. I guess her neighborhood has gone downhill in the last 10 years or so, but it's a free place to stay for a few weeks, some halfway decent food, and time to settle down and ( Read more... )

I really did. Sometimes I forget things ( Read more... )

A gun fight in the not so OK Corral.

A game called Katamari Damacy, changing my life forever.

Bill Hick's humor.

Memoirs need to be written.

Before the death of me... becomes a reality.

But when it's true, it's true.

( In regards to James, you're a wanker... )

Since the 29th day in February I've been travelling the land the best I could. My car broke down in the middle of April, so I've been hitching rides all over the highways and biways of this 'grand' country we call the United States of America. Working odd jobs here and there to make ends meet and to get some food in my gullet. So what exciting ( Read more... )

This is true in the case of the lass Rachel I've mentioned in my ex-girlfriend's Hooters debacle. As I sit here, reminiscing about the whole affair, I wonder to myself why I went through with it. She was an attractive young lady. She had a gorgeous body. She found me interesting. I severely could care less what she had to say right away. All I knew ( Read more... )

Been busy with travelling. Writing my memoirs as of late. Up to about 300 or so pages, hand written. I was writing the story of Rachel when I had a revelation. An epiphany even. Nah, it was a revelation. I wrote so much of it that it became it's own story within my memoirs. Many of my stories that have occured in my life take up many pages. The ( Read more... )

I was contemplating writing the entry about my friendship, be it short and destructive, to former boy sensation Leif Garrett. I at first didn't want to because, hey, why bother? Nobody would really care about my misadventures with a former heroin/crack addict. I've had many friends like this though. So why would this one be any different. Why would ( Read more... )

For now, take a gander at this picture from the abysmal Dickie Roberts.


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Why lie? It doesn't get anyone anywhere. Even when you lie to get yourself that snazzy promotion at your office, guess what? You won't be going too far because if you lied about certain qualifications, they'll find you out soon enough. I've always been totally honest right from the start with people. I tell people I'm an asshole to be reckoned with ( Read more... )