About to set sail (or take flight as the case may be) on a whirlwind journey around the country. Many stops in the near future so if you see me cruising your profile it's most likely because I have my sights set on your area. Feel free to drop me a line and say hi, I'm always interested in meeting new friends (or enemies, it's safest if you know them)
I am me, the freak amongst freaks. the weirdest of the weird. he who shall not be named, wait, now I'm starting to sound biblical. I'm just me, your friendly neighborhood sideshow performer.
I listen to a lot of music, much of it is rather odd. I can list genres but it's really so eclectic that even that may not help. if I say goth and you think nine inch nails or marylin manson they you'd be a bit off. when I listen to gothic rock I tend to either listen to the founders of the style (bauhaus, the birthday party, siouxsie) or really obscure stuff (executive slacks, diamanda galas, einsturzende neubauten) if I say I listen to neo-cabaret sure I listen to the dresden dolls, but I also listen to tons of jill tracy, hannah furry, humanwine. I'll listen to just about anything, but I've got my weird tastes. cibo-mato over gorillas, bourbon crow over hank williams, the nightwatchman over rage against the machine, bucketheads cornbugs or praxis over any big band he's worked with (G-n-r system of a down, etc) that sort of thing.
books. much the same as above. a good read keeps me sane, stops the head from thinking about too much at once.
friends. most of my family is dead, my friends are all i have. I'm not the sort of person who could live in seclusion under a rock somewhere (not that I haven't tried) I live my life to keep my friends happy, be that giving them a place to stay with me, or building them one so I can come crash whenever I want.
food and water. the source of all life.
change. nothing is the same for me, my life has always been in flux. at this point if you told me the rest of my life would be exactly the same I would die, choked to death on the banality of it all.
my kids. I may not get to see them every day, but damn how I miss them when I don't.
Looking at my musical tastes (and facial hair) some would call me a hipster. In fact some have. I would argue that point but I realize that a hipster would always say that they are not one. Since we are admitting things here I will state that I am too old to be a hipster, instead I am the proto-hipster.
Also I dance when I clean.