About

In spite of its literary foreboding, 1984 was not all that bad a year. Particularly for Chicago. Michael Jordan came to the Bulls, the Bears were preparing to win the Super Bowl, and I was born. 

If you want to know what I'm about, then a few short sentences is really all it takes. I love animals, comic books, and Shakespeare. I live for fantasy football. I married a beautiful young woman in 2014. I'm a reader and a writer.

I maintain to this day that the brownish, oblong shape on my right palm is not a freckle, but a mark I made with a Crayola marker when I was seven. Sometimes it doesn't wash off.

I love creating things. I write poetry and short stories, and I also make multimedia art just for myself. That's pretty much it.