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First off, I promised a picture. Michelle made a promo poster from the photos she took this last Saturday. I love it, because it totally looks like a poster for a B horror flick. :)  We also now have music up on our myspace...so please go check it out. www.myspace.com/bastardchildrens

So my birthday is a week from today, and there's been a number of occurances going on the last year and few months that have led to this blog. So...here we go.

I have come a long, long, LONG fucking way, and I am so very grateful for everything I have achieved in my life thus far.

I am NOT famous, and don't aspire to be so. I do aspire to promote my art by any means I feel comfortable with, tour, and continue to live in the slums of Tacoma in my semi-quite, ghetto ass neighborhood, and freak the fuck out of my neighbors by being me because I think it's fucking hillarious.

I grew up in Salem, OR, and while I have no desire to live there again, I'm not ashamed of that fact. Some of my dearest friends still live there, and even though it's hard to go back sometimes, I do it anyway, because it's good to see the faces of those that I miss.

True, I know a lot of fucking people, it's a perk to traveling a bunch and being a social butterfly. I do not pretend to be anyone or anything, I am me...that is all, if you don't like it, go fuck yourself, seriously.

I sometimes put up with people because it's better than saying, "hey, you're a complete jackass, leave me alone", but sometimes, that's the only thing that people understand, and even then, sometimes not. Regardless, I am honest, and won't say shit I think you want to hear. Sometimes it hurts, but at least you know where I stand.

I am kind, I am giving, but I'm not a fucking mooch factory. The list of repeat behavior I'll put up with gets shorter and shorter every year.

Surprise! I respect myself and my body. Yes, I'm naked all over the internet, and yes I get naked on stage when I perform. Why? Because there is NOTHING wrong with being naked. Period. I shower naked, I sleep naked, and I'm always naked under my clothes. Being naked does not make me a whore. I love my body, and I'm not ashamed of it. You hide things you are ashamed of. Now queefing IS something I'm ashamed of, and it totally embarasses the fuck out of me when it happens. I don't know why...I can belch and fart with the guys without even the slightest of an apology, but the moment a queef comes out, I turn red like a beet. What the fuck?

I can be a very judgemental person at times. Not a trait I'm all that proud of, but I'm working on getting rid of it.

Life is too short to be wrapped up in bullshit, do what you love and fuck everything else...seriously. If I had known that was the key to happiness, I would've been practicing this lifestyle a long fucking time ago...but everything takes practice, and there's so many lessons to be learned.

I eagerly await my birthday this year. I'll be 30 in 4 years, and I think I look fucking fantastic considering the milleage I've gone through. I've put my body through hell from the moment I was born ya know. Too many near death experiences to count, and I've died twice. Third times a charm right?

Life is too short for bullshit and fake smiles.