During daylight hours I wear the mask of an ordinary, run-of-the-mill citizen. I go to work. I make small-talk with the mailman. I attend the gym twice a week and the doctor several times a year so as to avoid health complications.

It’s an existence worth living. But still only a front.

After dusk, I shed my alter-ego and indulge my true desires – comic books, movies, black coffee, soda pop, emphatic rants, cultural hypertextuality and occasionally sipping on a good beer.

For better or worse, the writings I cook up read as casual musings, lightly dusted with insight and profanity.

Member since Jan 2011