I was born in a nudist colony outside of Santa Cruz, California. When I was 2 my parents joined a religious cult in the foothills of California in a small town called Grass Valley. Feeling that the religion was too constricting and much like Catholisicism in too many ways, I struck out on my own.

For five years I made a lucritive business in a camel dealership in Iraq. Up until the Gulf War many a nomad and many Kurds pronounced me a demigod and made many sacrafices at my feet. After the Gulf War I myself became a nomad when the U.S. mistook my camel dealership for a burlesque house and was thus bombed out of business. I adopted my own religion which included polygamy and my many wives ended up divorcing me simultaneously when it was discovered that I prefered camel's flesh to their own bosums.

Returning to the United States I became a regular citizen living in Ithaca, NY where I now reside. I no longer don my white cape and robe and sodomize camels. Rather, I have created with the help of a few friends a somewhat perverse,yet witty sketch comedy show involving many phallic symbols.

"No longer shall your oblisks remain taller than our flesh totems!" -Kamal, my best friend in South Central Iraq.