I'd like to think of myself as an average Joe. I'd LIKE to, but I'm a wee bit to crazy for that. I'm like the bastard son of Hunter S. Thompson and Mark Twain, were such a thing possible. I'm a weird bastard and I make sure that everyone knows it. Tis my sworn duty to seek out strange things wherever they may be found, to expose the oddness in...more »

I'd like to think of myself as an average Joe. I'd LIKE to, but I'm a wee bit to crazy for that. I'm like the bastard son of Hunter S. Thompson and Mark Twain, were such a thing possible. I'm a weird bastard and I make sure that everyone knows it. Tis my sworn duty to seek out strange things wherever they may be found, to expose the oddness in everyday life, and to wear idiosyncratic hats wherever I may roam.

I'm a freelance writer for my local newspaper, which is not a difficult task considering the ongoing stagnation of the town I inhabit. However, I also write non-journalistic crap on the side for later publication, mostly social sci-fi in the vein of Kurt Vonnegut or maybe even Gabriel Garcia Marquez.

That about sums it up.

"The sun is not yellow, it's chicken!" - Bob Dylan, in the song Tombstone Blues « less