A Brief Biography of Grant Martin

He was born in the winter of '73, small and wailing, and grew in to a bit of a smart-ass (not that he has a problem with that). He went on to become an accomplished chef, and decided that the rat race was just too much. He now works in a day care center taking care of a buch of screaming 3 and 4 year olds. If you want to find him at his place of business, look for the guy that looks like this:

By the way, Grant is the one on the right. The other is one of the wonderful children.

Mr. Martin tends to hang out in coffe shops drinking very large mocha cappuchinos. (As if he really needs caffine) He also plays guitar, read too many trashy horror novels, and eats lots of Cheetos