i love music. any kind of music. so much so i suppose i steal lyrics to start off "about me" sections for online profiles. : ) i'm a dj on renegaderadio.net and on thursday nights where i cut up and have a good time and hopefully all listening does as well.i'm 6'4" and look like a viking at times. All the time I suppose. Kinda hard to not look like who you look like. Twice in a titty bar here in Dallas I was told I look like Vinnie Paul. The first time I should have run with it cause it was one of the managers and I could have gotten free drinks. But I just can't lie to people. Well, I can but I'm a bad liar cause I'll tell you if I'm lying.Honest.I'm 42 and told I look in my mid 30s. I love the local indie scene here in Dallas and can often be found at Firewater on the weekends keeping a barstool company in good NORM! fashion.I've done stand up comedy before but the most fun I had trying to do that was the night I was kicked out before I could go on stage. I SWEAR some people need thicker skin. Well, that just doesn't go for shitty comedy clubs, I suppose.I like to write and on my my space site I write lyrics all the time. Dunno if I'll get that goofy here cause you tend to attract some psychotic women this way who tell you they can't wait to meet you. For years. What the HELL is up with that? But I do have some cool stalkers also (hello saturn!) that makes being stalked a good thing at times.WRITING! shit, yea, i'm working on another screenplay right now. I've also got a few trillogies in my head I need to get out one day but damn if it's not work! Well, time consuming anyway.for fun i like to mix up capitalizing and not captilaizing properly. no one ever notices, well that's ever said anything. but hey, it's one of my mental malfunctions. one of a THOUSAND mental malfunctions i have.i used to not be very confident. you know, i'd say shit like "this one time i came home and i was there...fuck it. i left". but for the most part it's damn funny! then i start to believe myself and wonder how come i only believe the "crap" i tell myself and not the good stuff?maybe cause i don't tell myself the "good" stuff. i just can't picture myself sitting in a room going "i'm good looking, i'm funny and damn it - people like me!"those are the people i call gay and make fun of if they do it in public. not gay in a gay way, but in a gay way. i have no idea what that means but it's a built in exit if anyone gets offended.in the meantime, drop me a line and come check out my show on renegaderadio.net. to steal from another site, this is a "who i'd like to meet" section that's gotten a lot of HAHA's in life i thought i'd include.so, who i'd like to meet in life, by iceberg:houdini on acid. maybe it's just me but that would have been hilarious.-----------------------------------------------------------george washington - mainly to say "don't fuck with me or i'll set my termites free and you'll gum beef for life!" that and to see the look on his face when that would be said to him -----------------------------------------------------------i'd like to sit behind president bush during a speech and just let one hilacious fart fly. it's just life people, it ain't gonna get resolved before dinner or even with a clever speech, but they'll damn sure remember the fart for years to come. -----------------------------------------------------------davinci. mostly cause i think his first invention was acid and i want to get some for houdini. -----------------------------------------------------------the guy who thought up a 5 day workweek and a 2 day weekend. what the FUCK was he thinking? -----------------------------------------------------------i wanna get before the entire senate and argue for the passage of "national rape day". no, it's not as bad as it sounds and yes, you'll have to listen to my shows where i talk about this from time to time. -----------------------------------------------------------i wanna get on jerry springer and argue for the middle class and laugh at the fools who involve themselves in the drama all the time. and then admit i'm a lesbian and live in a van down by the river and must sell my quota in amway or get into child slavery on ebay. -----------------------------------------------------------einstein. and oddly enough, just to talk. i'd love to get stoned and listen to the man ramble on and on and see if that helps me comprehend a mind like that. -----------------------------------------------------------john lennon. the dead one. i'd love to find out how much of all this he got right and what he wrote about next. -----------------------------------------------------------plato. when i was a kid this was easy enough in pluto and oddly enough, meant about the same to me. but now, that's another one of those conversations i'd love to get into straight or stoned. just to compare ideas with a man (person, sorry) like that would incredible and in it's own way, help me validate my own ideas. wouldn't that be cool! -----------------------------------------------------------since i used to live in orlando, i've already met pluto. note to all - he hates it when you tell him "i know you're fucking goofy!!!" -----------------------------------------------------------goofy thinks it's funny though -----------------------------------------------------------hot naked chics who like big average looking guys with a great sense of humor as long as she thinks i have a great sense of humor. i'm not here to meet a "soulmate" as i think you find those in time, not with a clever comment ... talk to ya soon, i hope!