Well to kill time I do the music thing, which is cool and alot of fun it is not my whole life. If I got famous playing music then cool but it's a nil chance so it's just a fun hobby I do. I have the ability to relate to alot of people on different levels so I can give you my ear and offer advice. I can be brutally honest when asked, so be warned I can hurt a feeling or two but at least I have the respect for you to tell you the truth. I'm kinda shy first off but once the awkwardness fades I can be a chatty patty at times. F.Y.I. my hair is to my shoulders but I'm no hippy I just think long hair suits me better then my buzzcut I had anyways I look forward to hearing from you... and you... and you too.

Oh and I'm not trying to advertise that I play music, it just so happens whenever a pic of me is taken of me lately I just happen to be playing music. oh well lol.



If I do not want what you want, please try not to tell me that my want is wrong.

Or if I believe other than you, at least pause before you correct my view.

Or if my emotion is less than yours, or more, given the same circumstances, try not to ask me to feel more strongly or weakly.

Or yet if I act, or fail to act, in the manner of your design for action, let me be.

I do not, for the moment at least, ask you to understand me. That will come only when you are willing to give up changing me into a copy of you.

I may be your spouse, your parent, your offspring, your friend, or your colleague. If you will allow me any of my own wants, or emotions, or beliefs, or actions, then you open yourself, so that some day these ways of mine might not seem so wrong, and might finally appear to you as right -- for me. To put up with me is the first step to understanding me. Not that you embrace my ways as right for you, but that you are no longer irritated or disappointed with me for my seeming waywardness. And in understanding me you might come to prize my differences from you, and, far from seeking to change me, preserve and even nurture those differences.

Im a modern man,
a man for the millennium
digital and smoke free;
a diversified, muli-cultural, post-modern deconstructionist;
politically, anatomically, and ecologically incorrect.
I've been uplinked and downloaded,
I've been imputted and outsourced.
I know the upside of downsizing
I know the downside of upgrading.
I'm a high-tech, low-life.
A cutting-edge, state-of-the-art, bi-coastal multi-tasker,
and I can give you a gigabyte in a nanosecond.
I'm new wave, but I’m old school;
And my inner child is 0utward-bound.
I’m a hot-wired, heat-seeking, Warm-hearted cool customer;
voice-activated and bio-degradable.
I interface with my database;
my database is in cyberspace;
so I’m interactive, Im hyperactive, and from time to time I’m radioactive
Behind the eight ball, ahead of the curve,
ridin’ the wave, dodgin’ the bullet, pushin’ the envelope.
I’m on point, on task, on message and off drugs.
I got no need for coke and speed.
I got no urge to binge and purge
I’m in the moment, on the edge, over the top, but under the radar.
A high-concept, low-profile, medium-range ballistic missionary.
A street-wise smart bomb.
A top-gun bottom-feeder. I
wear power ties, I tell power lies, I take power naps, and I run victory laps.
I’m totally ongoing, big-foot, slam-dunk rainmaker with a pro-active outreach.
A raging workaholic, a working rageaholic; out of rehab and in denial.
I’ve got a personal trainer, a personal shopper, a personal assistant, and a personal agenda.
You can’t shut me up; you can’t dumb me down.
Cause I’m tireless, and I’m wireless.
I’m an alpha-male on beta-blockers.
I’m a non-believer, I’m an over-achiever;
Laid-back and fashion-forward.
Up-front, down-home; low rent, high maintenance.
I’m super-sized, long-lasting, high definition, fast-acting, oven-ready and built to last.
A hands-on, footloose, knee-jerk head case;
prematurely post-traumatic, and I have a love child who sends me hate-mail.
But I’m feeling, I’m caring, I’m healing, I’m sharing.
A supportive, bonding, nurturing primary –care giver.
My output is down, but income is up.
I take short position on the long bond, and my revenue stream has its own cash flow. I read junk mail, I eat junk food, I buy junk bonds, I watch trash sports.
I’m gender-specific, capital-intensive, user-friendly and lactose-intolerant.
I like rough sex; I like tough love. I use the f-word in my e-mail.
And the software on my hard drive is hardcore — no soft porn.
I bought a microwave at a mini-mall.
I bought a mini-van at a mega-store.
I eat fast food in the slow lane.
I’m toll-free, bite-size, ready-to-wear, and I come in all sizes.
A fully equipped, factory-authorized, hospital-tested, clinically proven, scientifically formulated medical miracle.
I’ve been pre-washed, pre-cooked, pre-heated, pre-screened, pre-approved, pre-packaged, post-dated, freeze-dried, double-wrapped and vacuum-packed.
And… I have unlimited broadband capacity.
I’m a rude dude, but I’m the real deal.
Lean and mean.****d, locked and ready to rock;
rough, tough, and hard to bluff. I take it slow,
I go with the flow; I ride with the tide, I’ve got glide in my stride.
Drivin’ and movin’, sailin’ and spinnin’; jivin’ and groovin’, and wailin’ and winnin’.
I don’t snooze, so I don’t lose.
I keep the pedal to the metal and the rubber on the road.
I party hearty, and lunchtime is crunchtime.
I’m haning’ in, there ain’t no doubt; and I’m hangin’ tough. Over and Out. -George Carlin


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Just cruising around in my car or yours. Grab something to eat most likely on me then go to like the beach or a park or something and just talk about whatever is on our minds at the time.