TO WHOM IT MAY DISCONCERN - WARNING-A SLICE OF SELF PROMOTION!
It is about to get busy for The Peoples Production Group. First of all, yours truly is going back into the 'studio' to record my fourth 'album' LINCOLN COUNTY. This will be my most serious attempt at a coherent release. Be looking for more info and links right here, not to mention a few samples of my earlier works SORRY.I'M HAPPY, METROPHOBIA, and TO SHOW FOR..better get 'em for free before I start charging. -to be out sometime this spring - hell, that's really soon.
I have also decided instead of busting my balls on a new book just yet I will simply release a smaller collection of previous essays, monologues, short stories,and cocktail napkin scribbles entitled FEAR OF ESCALATORS. Soon to be birthed as an Ebook this summer.
The big news, however, is that I'm finally bringing to life a film script that's been burning a hole in my soul for the past three years. More info on that as it unfolds. look to be shooting throughout the summer. That is if my friends are still out there. Hello?

INSPIRATIONAL NUGGET FOR THE DAY:
QUESTION: How do you get down off an elephant?
ANSWER: You don't- you get down off a duck!

Well shit...here it goes. Another self-righteous turd (web-LOG) floating about in cyberspace. What makes me think that people will actually read this babbling script of constant incoherency. Who will grasp on to my 4 A.M. rants with little or no literary value and consider it a ray of hope or perhaps even a let out the tiniest rabid chuckle? - I fear the soul who does relate to such sludge. But if you do-pleased to meet you welcome, pull up a chair, light one up and hang on. But C'mon do you really think I'll try and numb thy reader with my daily failures, with what I had for breakfast, or how about that really cool concert I caught last week starring some pretentious local band I'll forget about next year, or what about that party I went to on Saturday night where I got really screwed up and stapled my tongue to the record player trying to sing Carmina Burana?! please! I wouldn't wish my mundane shortcomings on anybody. If I don't care -you won't care. I will try to fill this up with all the valid ponderings and rich musings that I can muster up. Life is cliche why waste your time with family circle clippings or pictures of half-naked college girls.
Well fuck, let's roll.
gonzo forever!