Im a modern man, a man for the millennium. A diversified multi-cultural, post-modern deconstruction that is anatomically and ecologically incorrect. I know the upside of downsizing, I know the downside of upgrading. I’m new wave, but I’m old school. I’m a hot-wired, heat seeking, warm-hearted cool customer, voice activated and bio-degradable. A high-concept, low-profile, medium-range ballistic missionary. A street-wise smart bomb. A raging workaholic. A working rageaholic. You can’t shut me up. You can’t dumb me down because I’m a hands-on, foot-loose, knee-jerk head case pretty maturely post-traumatic. But, I’m feeling, I’m caring, I’m healing, I’m sharing-- a supportive, bonding, nurturing primary care-giver. I read junk mail, I eat junk food, I buy junk bonds and I watch trash sports! I’m gender specific, capital intensive, user-friendly and lactose intolerant. I like rough sex. I like tough love. I use the “F” word in my emails and the software on my hard-drive is hardcore--no soft porn. A fully-equipped, factory-authorized, hospital-tested, clinically-proven, scientifically- formulated medical miracle. I’m a rude dude, but I’m the real deal. Lean and mean! Rough, tough and hard to bluff. I keep the pedal to the metal and the rubber on the road. I party hearty and lunch time is crunch time. I’m hangin in, there ain’t no doubt and I’m hangin tough, over and out!

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