From the Seahawks to mohawks im the dude that rocks your socks off. Im a simple guy that will change your hole opinion on guys forever. Or ill just take my 6'4" tall body and trip over something and gracefully plumit to the ground.. i dont spell very well but i make up for it with slight sound effects when i talk... (phewthuewee) i like shooting pool with a billard stick and making pools with concrete pump. well i did when i was in arizona. feb 09 went back to home town wenatchee washington to start up a exterior painting bizz-nass. painted a crap load of h.u.d goverment funnded apts all over the washington state. Till it got cold. so i put the paint sprayer, work truck, the bike and my jet boat, cause i love water skiing... away in the shop and flew to new jersey for the winter. Go figure huh! so im turning wrenches for this huge company. cant wait for it to snow so i can drive a plow truck.. lol as you can tell its the simple things in life that keep me smileing day to day.. i play the guitar, luv raceing around on crotch rockets, dirt bikes, four wheeling, punks shows, and i love the counrty also its in my roots. a movie nut. people call me jered cuzz thats what my mom told me my name was. it stuck well with me lol.. so if your not a liar or selfish cheating hoe that eats nice guys for lunch and maybe want your hair pulled.. j/k maybe you can just be real and keep a conversation hit me up... lol anyways dont cut me i bleed awesome. you ever cleaned up awesome? didnt think so! its mess itll wear you out.. Danger is my middle name. or daniel however you pronounce it, i say danger... im done really, later rucha's.




little bit of my boring side....

cancle ur wine and fettichenne its whisky and steak time

shotgun in a lambrogine

a hole new adventure around the bend

i sighen a contract with mother nature

rules arent written down, but very well understood

domesticated choas on this sun soaked redrock earth

no plan in life other than to ride and see the country

campfire concerts blazing pallet fire bask under the moonlit sky

consuming lighting in a bottle heres a toast the coast

as predictable as a women of the west

i ward off predators, pearls of wisdom gelding, challanges my abilty to surive

slip on tie down, it bawls for the wisper seeker

spoken from the soul so full of sprit, she pentated my marrow, an epic roundup

trying to keep those days alive, like trying to stop a sunrise

your either rich doing it or trying to sell out in the morning

im understood like the aroma of wet celebrates a rain shower

i do what i want because i love it, shake a stick at it till dawn breaks

fiercly indepent you never get anything the 1st time

on the hood of a pickup through a fine layer of dust ill map my corse, few eyes will see

yet so savagly loyal i fight to survive, hey cowboy let er buck

send er bucking!!!