So wednsday i turned the big three-oh. Thats right. im 30 years old. Im sad about it ( i no longer have the excuse for fucking up that "hey im young what do you want") So for my birthday i wrote my first piece of poetry for DA... well, not "for" but im sharing it with you all. That s a big step for me because quite simply i am happy to stick to the shadows an unknown, but only if im kept happy. I am not happy now. So ill share a bit of my past with you so you can know me for i am simply my job. If you ever saw the pirate show at TI in vegas i worked on developing the hydraulics to sink the ship ( i was a tool design engineer at 18) Ive built websites for the largest fireworks distributor in the us, for million dollar realty companies and interior designers in las vegas (now my home city) as well as marketing materials for a global "corp" design school. I dont say all this to impress you i really dont care... my only friend is shon and my cat and my baby melynda in nola (which sadly is gone). I say all this because the majority of it is not who i am now. I have a barely above min wage job, and i freelance on the side. I sell art work ( a BA in sculpture... worthless) Beyond that i always want to be peter pan and i wonder why we have super villians in the world but no super heros, i still play everquest and yea i know im a dork. Getting old only sucks if you have noting to show for it.... my age sucks. im never happy.