This is not something I am proud of, but I reckon you have a right to see who is typing what you read. Talk all the shit you want, trust me, I have already heard it. And the answer to that question is no, I am not an environmentally friendly light-bulb. I eat plenty of charcoal to power this dome.
The scratches are from a few weeks ago. Some coppers decided they would run an ill-timed vice bust at one of the city park restrooms where I like to do my relaxing. I was forced to make an emergency exit through a briar patch. It was either that or attempt a negotiated transaction with the officer, but Bob Allen proved that effort futile.