Yep. That’s me. Scavenging around the house on my 32nd b’day, I come across none other than The infamous high school yearbook photo. The mullet.

Business in the front, party in the back. Come and get it ladies …

BTW, this would be classified as a minitruckmullet by Mullets Galore. Though I never went as far as wearing Oakleys and skin-tight Guess? jeans :-)

Sigh…if only. I’m just a regular, mild-mannered blogger who likes to take online quizzes. Many mountains to climb … but someday, if I work real hard, refine my chops, and smoke enough unfiltered cigarettes …

“Tom Waits…  charismatic story-teller with a
penchant for freaky people and unusual
settings. You thrive on the concept of the
underdog coming out on top.”

Which fucked-up genius composer are you?

Almonds (a staple of my diet lately). Roasted edamame soybeans (become a staple). A huge bag of Gala apples (love that fiber) and two bunches of green bananas (love that potassium). A 2 liter bottle of Fresca (the latest surrogate for the evil Mountain Dew. It tastes decent and, truth be told, I like the new look of their bottles. Who said I was too smart to fall for a marketing ploy?) Vanilla Silk soy milk. Orange juice. Three types of gourmet mustard. Gotta love mustard.  Some baby asparagus. Some green juice concoction, purporting to be vitamin-packed, from a company that sells a carrot juice that makes your skin turn orange. Healthy Choice and the least salty Wolfgang Puck soups. Olives (the cheap canned kind, not the olive bar kind). Two salmon steaks. Low-sugar, low-fat ice cream that actually tastes good. Some bread. Two cloves of garlic. The Weekly World News. The Post. A Snickers bar.

“I’m just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round,
I really love to watch them roll,
No longer riding on the merry-go-round,
I just had to let it go.”