calm down...

Right…seeing that I have an audience that surpasses every expectation (lets just say that I thought 2 would be it), I am now required to comment and post with more vigor astuteness…

Firstly…for the tabloids that slander my impeccable character with talks me being scared by the harassment, well, this is preposterous and uncalled for! I did not have sexual relations with that woman!

I have been approached (harassed) to divulge the proverbial skinny on a few issues…my place of work, my tattoos and my most recent sexual exploits…interesting indeed…

So far as my employers go…(removed due to the fact that should someone stumble across this and make me, as the author...a painful sequence of events could follow)

My tattoos…each very, very dear to me and prior to me having them, they did not exist. This is true, my tats are unique. Each encapsulating their own massive chunk of who I am. The first (wrist) is my “fuck you to the world”…essentially glorifying my existence and a constant reminder to me that I am who I am, for all my alleged eloquence and charm, ignorance and wit…this is me, like it or not, I’m going to live this life. Yes, it may seem hard core…ish (and borderline cheesy and clichéd), but it’s more a case of a manifestation of the inner me…of all that I am. And it’s who I am.

Granted, I have compromised on that promise to myself here and there (as Kevin Spacey said, “today is the first day of the rest of your life, unless if it’s the day you die”) but who hasn’t choked every now and again. So that’s the high level coverage about the one on me wrist…

Next, an ode to an old friend (left shoulder)…a pavement special extraordinaire…his name was Ranger and he was anything but of pure blood but certainly all of royalty…that’s right, a tattoo dedicated to a dog. He had character, but not like just some random personalities that people talk of their mates (not using the word “pets”), he really had charm, charisma (to burn) and a sensitivity and insight beyond his years…truly an awesome soul that suffered a very tragic ending (as is the case with epic heroes, I guess)…he was a great friend, an awesome fellow adventure and a fearless personality…character was him.

And lastly…a bond of infinite strength, though time wears away at both our hairlines and joints…I wear on my right shoulder a connection to the best person I know, my brother…affectionately known as “Doc”…the purest heart that I have crossed paths with, no other has exuded such sincerity and genuine care for others. Not just because of his profession, but also because of his duties as a brother (which have been sorely surpassed) He has excelled with regards to selfless acts and thoughtless gestures…and remains the man I am proud to know despite many adverse moments in his (our) life.

And now to the juicy…the down and dirrrrty….my recent past….

Damn! Gotta get back to work…will return to regular broadcasting soon...

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