I just walked out of a recording studio with two full albums in my hand: two CDs, ten stories each.
No one is more surprised than me.
Geek, Bookworm, Hero. Vol. 1.
1)
I Suppose You Do Have Two of Them2)
An Ode to the Landlubbers3)
I Am My Father's Son4)
Bibliophilia With a Side of Moxie5)
The Poor Man's LSD6)
Physics Has Its Seedy Side7)
Like Frank Gehry on a Speedball8)
Astronauts are Missing Out9)
My English Makes Men Weep10)
Coming Home To Roost Geek, Bookworm, Hero. Vol. 2.
1)
Crazy Trailer Man2)
Random Shopkeepers Call Me Brother3)
Sending Love From Six Feet Above4)
My Tapeworm's Name is Fang5)
Mother Nature is a Bad Babysitter6)
Casual Friday Will be The Death of Me7)
I Am Completely Innocent8)
Nylon Burns Feel Like Adventure9)
What Has J.K. Rowling Wrought10)
We Had Telescopes the Size of Oil Drums The recording studio asked me for my card, in case anyone came in looking for voiceovers. He also said that, on the phone, he thought I was a black Cajun man from New Orleans. For those who have actually met me: don't try to understand it. I gave up on that fool's errand long ago.
I just thought, "I'm 24? And I haven't put a CD? That's not right.' So I put out two.