Here's a little bit bout me- because after all, I do exist.

I own a mega watt fat beam laser.  (yes!)
I love pasta and dill pickles.
But not necessarily at the same time.
I heart break beats boom baps ting tings and booyakas.
Im stoked on the direction electronic music is moving in.
Im stoked that visual artists are becoming just as important to the scene as DJs.
Pet rocks are a good idea.
Scorpions are little bitches.
Scorpios on the other hand, are not.
I am an Aries.  Any ting test, dead!
Graffiti is fire.
I went to an Independent Film School.
I lost a lot of sleep.
I've come a long way-
but there are miles to go.
I grew up on Thriller, Abby Road, and Stop Making Sense.
Your mother is a nice lady, give her a fucking call.
I live in the land of red rocks and cow pies.
Thunderstorms.
Teva sandals.
I have two blonde haired blue eyed children-
programmed to continue my legacy.
Nate Metro on the ones and twos.
If I could document my life and everything that I see, frame for frame, I would make a million flip books.  And keep them on bookshelves.  Because I'm selfish.
I've got to go,
Im late.