Now I’m waking up at 5 AM instead



Now I’m waking up at 5 AM instead of going to bed. Had a very odd dream about an erotic encounter in a Canadian Tire.

I just got a 5-star review of my novel posted up on

“This book is the ‘Requiem for a Dream’ version of today’s ‘Romantic-Comedy’. The author vividly brings you into the life of a young man named Dylen, who lives in a dark world full of sex, booze and drugs. He is on a conquest to find love, while filling the empty void with vapid, shallow, yet gorgeous, ‘pod girls’. This book spins you through the routine of today’s young singles, while giving you insight into the conscious dilemma people now face when it comes to dating and love in the 21st century. Dylen is a narcissistic, egomaniac but somehow has you rooting for him to find love in the end. I couldn’t put this book down!”


…folllowed by a testamonial from a reader I happened to run into while sauced up in Gastown. Hopefully she posts hers up soon!


Posted my worst art

Posted my worst art

I don’t really like these pieces, but I get a lot of compliments on them.



If I were to re-make the American flag painting, I would try and get the end caps from .50 cal shells to glue them to the canvas as stars. Also, instead of painting the edge of the flag black, I would burn or bake the edges somehow.

A remake of the dollar sign, I’d like to take a piece of green carpet, like green shag carpet, wrap it as the canvas, and shave a dollar sign into it.