I was uncool before it was cool. My orientation is hexadecimal. I'm a noise musician (frontman for hacker-punk band Destroyed For Comfort) and general roustabout that makes occasional, sporadic stabs at being a freelance writer. I put way too much thought into incredibly trivial things. I'm obsessed with vintage marginalia and stuff that makes funny sounds. I wish there was a decent thrift store in my neighborhood. If I were to die today and be graded on how I've lived my life, I believe I'd get a B- at best. That concerns me, but never more than 85% of the time.