Confessions, reflections, and semi-poetic droppings that will likely make you laugh when I intended to make you cry and vice versa.
Author of a handful of books. Trying my best to drink less and write more. Forever betting on the muse to bail me out.
Figuring out the universe through some good old loathing and resentment. These are ill-tempered and ill-remembered love bits from the Shitstorm.