| Male |
| December 18 1985 |
| Wisconsin |
| I consider myself an average fellow - I have interests and dislikes. As is the case, I prefer to describe my beard. I sport it 365 days a year, no matter how sweltering it may be outside my climate controlled apartment. It is patchy underneath my right jawbone in a spot the size of an American quarter. If I don't regularly condition it, it is coarser than a grill brush. |
| I enjoy writing satire that is almost entirely non-fiction in nature, and I dabble in poetry. |
| I have been told that it is dark and extremely self-aware. |
| The outdoors, many forms of music, good food, cooking, reading, beating on drums, tattoos, coffee, road trips in the early morning. |
| Kurt Vonnegut, Hunter S. Thompson, Ernest Hemingway, Charles Bukowski, Sir Walter Scott, James Fennimore Cooper |
| Whoever knows how to really lay down a line. |
| "Everything was perfect, and nothing hurt." Kurt Vonnegut, "Slaughterhouse Five" |