The Seattle area is ripe for the picking. You can take the streetpunk off the street, but a true died...I mean dyed...take it how you want it punk is always a punk. I have just gotten more creative in my subversion and running amuck. Malcolm McLaren you are a bitch. Google him if you don't know him. Sneaky idea though.
There is not much original under the sun but I am going to take my life of incredible even to the people who witnessed it holy shit and make some flowers and vegetables out of it. Now that I am newly single again and have nobody else to support I can do what I want. Run amuck. Writing, photography, performing live music, painting...who knows. It worked for daVinci...why not me? I have come up with a prototype substance that is essentially rock candy that melts road ice and snow. Btw, when I called Dupont for the material safety data sheet on my original prototype ingredient...they hung up when I would not tell them how I was going to use it. =P. I just have to find the perfect additive because the first one out of 20 was contraindicated for watersheds and spillways. Use my nerdy science luv to support my art habit. Until they are Borg and I get to see just what fun I have assimilating. Here is to you for still having to live under a bridge during the early part of the release of Nevermind Kurt.