Alright, this darn thing is insiting that I write something about myself. Not an easy task. I love old movies, long walks on the beach, snuggling in front of a crackling fire... Yikes! That would be the ultimate cliché response. I can be a bit predictable, but not THAT predictable. I'm an easy going guy with a good sense of humor (at least I think so), an awkward charm and a big smile. Unusually large teeth really... I mean when these choppers grew in my dentist had serious concerns if my head was going to fit all this enamel. There you go. What a terrible image that must have produced. Easy going plus good humor equals funny looking right? And now we have giant teeth to add to the list? Nice! Actually I'm in pretty good shape, and pretty cute (mom says so) Nuts! Just added mama's boy to the list. Sheesh. Now where is that delete key...

I am curious, silly, and cute?

What am I doing with my life? What kind of a question is that? Just what are you trying to say here? Are you calling this a shallow empty existance? Who are you to judge anyway?

How bout that for evasive...

Being bad.

Naww, not really. I wish I could say that but I'm really one of the
good kids. Sorry people, if you're lookin for the bad boy look over
there, cause he ain't here. Thats right over there, the dude with
goat legs and the horns growing out of his head...

I tried to be bad once. I looked in the mirror and put on this
really mean nasty face, but then I just started laughing. So much
for that...

I look very young. Not Gary Coleman young (whatever happened to
that guy anyway) (oh, yeah. he's dead.), but young enough to pass
for someone a fraction of my age. Its a good package really.
Youthful appearance with wisdom and a touch of maturity.