L.A. based author and illustrator, cynic and skeptic, atheist and misanthrope; funny guy for those with strong stomachs. Charitable to a fault. Single, childless, rootless; sold his soul to the Muse of poetry at an early age. Staple diet of carnitas, beer, and Tylenol. Favorite color: invisible. Never met father, ditched mother on eighteenth birthday. No friends except for an old sock puppet named Shut Up. Suicide runs in family. But not me, man. Not me.