Yo' ass was the reason God made spandex

Just wanted to give everyone (all three of you) an update (hi mom). I've gotten a picture put up, but it's a couple years old and taken on a shitty camera. I usually have two faces that make it to film...one is extremely pissed off and the other is high. When I'm not in the spotlight, my face seems to have a dizzying array of varied expressions, ranging from a "Who the hell are you?" grimace to an "Oh, brownies!" face. For some reason, I only have two in pictures. Really angry or stoned. I can blame the angry ones on my Prussian ancestory (my fondness for Kraut and my complete and utter sunlight intolerance as well.) I have no idea where the goofy ones come from...It's as if I suddenly lose control over my facial features as it distorts itself into the most insanely neurotic poses for it's own personal amusement. I chose one of the latter...Any of my King of Prussia picks would make me about as popular as Ronald McDonald in a vegan drum circle.

Have a chat function as well...I go there sometimes to be alone. I can sing off tune and hear it echo off the cyber walls back at me in 4 part harmony. Don't go in there now though...It's a bit untidy.

Should have a couple of new posts up soon, so stay tuned.