A little bit about me:

a frail peasant, that i will name boy gizmo, delivered your precious narrator with a very beautiful visual gift. i have been bred......................ducks, smokes special ciggies, collecting cans, throwing eggs at war protesters, smiling at crazy people, mocking the happy, writing letters to my teachers with big crayons (the ones you use when you're in Kindergarden), tripping the crippled, driving into crowds of children, pumping hip hop in the redneck part of town, driving in the bike lane, wearing one of those bright orange "blind persons" vests when i've gone snowboarding, music, loud noises, movies, scratching my nails against chalk boards, eating soup when it is 100 degrees outside, playing johnny cash in the hood, and most important---doing crap all day long whilst listening to the violent femmes and prancing around in my undies, folks haggling over the price of potatoes and alpaca hats at the farmers' market, real horses and actual birds and the way