Tie-dyed Tehuti

Some people call me the Space Cowboy. Some call me the Gangsta' of Love.

I am.

Isn't that enough for you? No, of course it isn't. Why should it be? In this age of introduction via upskirt video, why shouldn't you feel entitled to probe the nether recesses of my cyberpersona with the grubby finger of your curiosity?

What can I say about myself that hasn't already been covered in the deposition? I am having a grand time as the co-host of a morning drive-time radio talk show where I get to meet and interview interesting people, shoot my mouth off for money and foment unrest among the citizenry. When I'm not doing the radio-host shtick, I write or make art (sometimes both at the same time!) as well as cobble up silly videos to post to You Tube. I am married to a fine lassie with a heart of gold (who happens to know where all the bodies are buried.) I enjoy the companionship of three dogs and multiple felines who keep me under constant surveillance.

Tie-Dyed Brainrays is intended strictly as educational parody. For external use only. Not valid in Alaska and Hawaii. Sold by weight and not by volume. May cause vomiting if ingested. Do not expose to direct sunlight. Jinx, you owe me a Coke. Coke is a registered trademark of the Coca-Cola company. Contains less than 10% of the USDA recomended daily allowance. Side effects tend to be mild and include headache, dry mouth and lycanthropy. Let he who is without sin cast the first stone. You may already be a winner. Have a nice day.