I'm reasonably awesome. I say reasonably because although I am actually secretly super awesome, saying "reasonably" makes me sound a bit more sensible which, I am not.
I put my palms up and shrug my shoulders in that "who can say?" kind of way all the time. Especially when I do something stupid, piss someone off or, say something offensively hilarious that just hasn't gone over well.
I'm starting to get wrinkles on the ends of my eyes from squinting when I smile and/or laugh which, when I see myself in a photo/mirror (which happens all the time), it makes smile more further wrinkling the ends of my eyes making for a perpetual cycle of smiling/wrinkling. I often act grumpy and bothered in public because a)it's funny b)helps break the cycle i.e; Oscar the Grouch. I hate the word (and subsequent meaning of) "vacation". I love the word "sizzle" and "jazzy". Depending on how cool the mother of my children is, I would like to name my first daughter Jazzy.
I use too many commas. even when I talk.
When I was little I thought I could control the wind and also thought I had built a time machine out of a toaster. The best part was my friends actually believed me. I also used to listen to Eddie Murphy, Richard Pryor, et al. tapes at night while my parents were sleeping. Then at school, I'd stand on a picnic table and recite all the skits/jokes for all my classmates. That made me cool. The fact the I wore matching burmuda shorts and shirts that my mother made by hand? not so much.
I LOVE dogs, especially mine (whose name is Wilson and I will refer to him as such for the remainder of this profile). I spend almost the enitire day with him.(see below) We just moved out to LA from Miami because my art career brought me out here. That, and Jeff Bridges is my spirit animal and I was told he does some work out here.