Shit just got real up in here.
I've been threatening to do it for years.
I have had an interesting life. Maybe not as interesting as, say, Anthony Kiedis. Have you read that motherfucker's autobiography? But pretty interesting for somebody who's not an actual rock star. So now, on the eve of my fiftieth birthday, I figure I better write that shit down before Alzheimer's or the inevitable result of a lifetime of enthusiastic substance abuse kicks in.
I'm not going to try to do this in any kind of order, chronological or otherwise. I'll just write stuff as the memories surface. There's no moral. I have no agenda. I'm not trying to teach any lessons or exorcise any demons. My only goal is to entertain. Not just you, but me. Because I fucking slay me. Also, names might be changed to protect the innocently stupid, but assholes will probably be outed in all their shitstained glory. If you wanted me to write nice things about you, you shouldn't have been such a douchebag.
I have had an interesting life. Maybe not as interesting as, say, Anthony Kiedis. Have you read that motherfucker's autobiography? But pretty interesting for somebody who's not an actual rock star. So now, on the eve of my fiftieth birthday, I figure I better write that shit down before Alzheimer's or the inevitable result of a lifetime of enthusiastic substance abuse kicks in.
I'm not going to try to do this in any kind of order, chronological or otherwise. I'll just write stuff as the memories surface. There's no moral. I have no agenda. I'm not trying to teach any lessons or exorcise any demons. My only goal is to entertain. Not just you, but me. Because I fucking slay me. Also, names might be changed to protect the innocently stupid, but assholes will probably be outed in all their shitstained glory. If you wanted me to write nice things about you, you shouldn't have been such a douchebag.