Photos on a homepage seem almost like a prerequisite; as if they prove that the person exists outside of the virtual world they have created for themselves. Having said that, here is the evidence of my existence.
Declassified CIA documentation of the dibilitating effects of Denny's food on average citizens.
My friend Rachel as a Vampire. Yow-za!
Rob on his last birthday. Yeah, guy.
Rachel with a gun.
Jennilyn and I in Port Clyde.
The Punks, summer '97. (L-R) Anne, Aaron, Guinn and Suzanne.
(L-R) Mo, me, and Kelly.
(L-R) Scott, Johann, Campo, Hillary, and Rob. Johann and Campo are being silly and making faces.
