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Times, they keep changing...and so do I. Popular wisdom often includes the admonishment, "Don't change", but, in my humblest opinion, if we don't change, we don't grow, evolve, develop, or learn. Kinda crap is that?

But I digress.

I am a musician/composer/producer/engineer/allthatcrap, I dream of vandalizing Hummers, I have a cat for a roommate, have pierced ears and a tattoo, ride a beat-up old motorcycle, hate war and am at war with hate, have a recklessly wide open philosophy on art, and dislike blurbs.

And I like anchovies.

...and to add, I had to laugh at the religion thing because they NEVER EVER EVER include Bahá'í. As I suspect you can imagine, I get lots of laughs. I even chuckled heartily at the "Undeclared" option under race, like choosing a college major or something.

This might be a good place to talk about being Bahá'í, briefly, since it definitely fits my personal self-summary.

Pre-emptively, I'll say: no, we don't think Harry Potter is evil, satanic, or responsible for the deaths of small animals...or large ones. Aside from that, we get down with the unification of science and religion, the final equality of all people (men and women alike), are unequivocally opposed to war, do not proselytize (!), like your faith too (or respective beliefs/tradition), and can generally be found drinking Persian tea.

So uh, yeah...thanks to our wonderful economy (and my former employment's poor management), I have been laid off and am busily looking for work. I'm kind of trying to avoid falling back into the 9-5 grind, but I'm also trying not to become homeless. Good times. Meanwhile, I'm working as much as I can as a sound engineer and occasionally as an extra in locally shot movies/shows/videos.

Currently, being bald and generally enjoying the quizzical looks I get when I tell people I voluntarily sold my car (and that another one landed in my lap, but I don't drive it).

Aside from that, I'm being a musician when I'm not doing the crap that pays the bills, and otherwise gradually expanding in every direction, knowledge/experience-wise. I figure I better have something to tell the younguns when I manage to become a curmudgeon.

...interestingly enough, I seem to be quite handy at fixing motorcycles. I've brought one from barely running to almost pristine, and kind of want to keep doing it.

I tend to be good at introducing the anarchic element into just about anything.

I am skilled at waxing philosophical with terrible timing, managing to rig stuff up even with no technical know-how, and overanalysis, again with terrible timing; I blame being a Virgo.

I make for a decent composer, and enjoy doing it immensely.

Also, luckily, I'm generally pretty good at learning, and like doing that as well. In fact, I hope you'll talk to me of something I should learn about. Pardon my prepositional ending.

These days, my incredibly baldly shaven head. People tend to ask about my accent, which is a curious mix of Atlanta, Valdosta, and Cleveland OH.

Recently, lots of people have been mentioning an ostensible predisposition towards starting a revolution (or at least a minor uprising).

A threatening-looking kangol hat, a can opener, vision correction of some form or another, at least a smattering of dignity (thrown most of it away by now, though), a coolie, and at least one working ear.

Tons of lame musician garbage like overtone series in miscellaneous noises, mathematically irrational ratios created by polyrhythms, and worse.

A recent interest of mine has been the integration of minor environmentally friendly improvements into the household/personal routine. Did you know many Home Depots take dead batteries for recycling?

Beyond that, my mind wanders, and I'll mull excessively over whatever comes up.

doing something that, chances are, involves beatboxing. Or you might spot me doing something ridiculous at MJQ.

Thanks to unemployment, more recently I've been kicking it at the house, working on music or getting on a book. Builds character, they say.

Nah. "Private" means I'm NOT making it "public". STFU.

...if you think I'm dumb for riding a motorcycle (I definitely am), if you want to kick me in the butt for slacking on learning Japanese, if you think there's artistic value in doing one's (own) laundry, if you too have dreamed of slapping "Your Hummer Looks Stupid" onto Hummers' bumpers under cover of night, if you like curries, and pretty much any other reason you deem appropriate. I'm easy.

And, of course, questions about me being Bahá'í are welcome.