Category Archives: Me

An old discount card and a pair of fingernail clippers are no substitute for a good lockpicking kit, maybe with some bumpkeys thrown in.  When you’re about to shit your pants, this is even more important to know.  I did … Continue reading →

Apparently I frighten people.  I don’t mean to, really…  I’m just a scary guy, you know?  I do have a tendency to forget to focus on things when I’m thinking, so sometimes people get the impression that I’m looking through … Continue reading →

I took a nap outside on the deck.  The vultures picked my skull clean.

Where I’m from, there are no directions.  Every way is the right way.  Go smile and have fun folks…  You deserve it.

When I was around 13-14, I was playing a LAN game of "Quake" with a friend I used to write programs with.  At the time our in-game aliases were "Brandon" and "David".  At some point we came upon a mod … Continue reading →

This is my rendition of how I’m dressed right now.  I rule.

Thanks to everyone who came out to the superfun 80s party Saturday.  It was a blast and I think everyone but my bro had a blast (he doesn’t remember it).  Here’s to the next time!

I’m at the 21st St Fish House in Norfolk, VA about to watch The Gaskets play.  They’re most certainly my favorite band, and the fact that I’ve hung out with them in a very personal setting only perpetuates their badassitude. … Continue reading →

Man…  A mortar and pestle leave mad blisters.  Hopefully all work will be worthwhile.  Btw, when cops walk in your front door at 2am and ask what you’re doing with a mortar and pestle, make sure you tell them you’re … Continue reading →