I am an illustrator in the comic book styles of John Byrne, George Perez and Bob Layton.

I never really learned to read or write music.

I do not play an instrument and have had no substantial formal training.

I can fall asleep at the drop of a hat most of the time anywhere.

I like to collect bad schlocky horror movies like Troma Films.

I like bats. I'd like to own a flying fox. However, I hate spiders.

I am NOT a morning person.

I love the night...especially driving at 3am with the roof down.

I like to speed and race, although the older I get, the feeling to do it constantly has lessened.

I enjoy controlled fear (like roller coasters and dominatrixes).

I admit I have been a LARPist. I was in the Karizan Empire, a Klingon fan group which had a large hand in the way Paramount shaped the Klingon lore and codes of honour.

I sometimes get the urge to go into Gothams underworld and seek new lows.

I have a history of vanity. In the past, I could have taken an hour or so to get ready to go out socially.

I do not take compliments well. I sort of freeze, not knowing what to say in return.

I have a problem with those who disagree with me.

I like to collect very sharp fantasy bladed weapons.

I am a packrat. I save papers, letters, awards, trading cards, receipts, Tickets stubs from movies and concerts and then go over them all endlessly when attempting to clean out a room or closet.

I believe my closet is filled with clothes and papers from decades ago.

I like some really CHEESY songs yet won't admit to them. I would listen to them in absolute privacy.

I was once a hopeless romantic till I became jaded and dark.

I was once a Goth till I became disgusted in what they turned into, so I created my own movement.

I never seem to fit in anywhere.

I am a rebel.

I am opinionated. Never say this to me: "What do you think?"

25-49

I hold my parents responsible for the fucked up person I am today.

I fear success as much as failure.

I have a "devil may care" attitude.

I am an occultist who travels a path of darkness. It is believed I had caused someone's death metaphysically.

I had been possessed by otherworldly beings in the past. I stabbed someone while under their influences.

I was once much stronger metaphysically. I even had a control over animals and even some weather patterns. I feel that I can return to what I once was one day.

I still channel otherworldly forces when I create music. They guide my hands on the keyboard.

I like odd romantic relationships with quirky people. I believe I seek out the odder the better.

I cannot stand the 'typical' picket fence, 2.5 kids relationship. That is right wing propaganda.

I do not prefer blondes...I just generally get stuck with them.

I like raven haired women with pale skin, dark lips, dressed in black who do not wear sensible shoes. Preferably metaphysically inclined.

I never feel close enough to my friends because I think they think me to be an oddity.

I believe in evolution. I believe forces far older than our scope of imagination set forth the big bang.

I don't believe in creationism. If it was true, who the hell is Cro-Magnon and Neathderthal man? Also, wouldn't we be t he biggest bunch of inbreeds in creation?

I believe we are what we perceive ourselves to be which in turn is what others see.

I believe the children are our future. Teach them well and let them lead the way. Oh, who am I kidding?

I believe that generations X, Y and Z are technically all the same in thought pattern.

I do not think like a mature adult... and yet I get away with it.

I do not see my generation as any different than one 10 years younger or 10 years older.

I am a geek for gadgets. I guess that would make me a "technophile".

I buy DVDs and then never open them.

I love spinning and mixing records on turntables old skool style.

I keep a list of people whose faces I'd like to rub it in when I succeed in the music career.

I would not "thank god" in an acceptance speech. Whether I thank my mom is "if-ey" at this point.

I have visions of my alternate realities depending on the paths I choose to follow.

50-74

I believe we are our own futures past.

I have a long list of foods that skeeve me, which includes okra, zucchini, sour cream, cottage cheese, grits, oatmeal, yams, sweet potatos and turnips.

I prefer the big city than over the country. I hate nature. Bugs kill. However, I am fascinated by deer poo.

I will make up silly songs about anything at the drop of a hat. Even about cleaning the litter box.

I will not walk barefoot unless absolutely necessary. Thus, socks are worn in bed.

I hate beaches and even worse, sand up my ass. Besides, I can't swim anyway.

I squirm at the thought of anything to do with inserting anything into the anus.

I squirm when people touch their eyeballs or anything on TV that has to do with touching eyeballs. I could never wear contact lenses.

I do not mind the sight of blood or guts. Just don't do anything with eyes.

I hate American Idol and yet I'm drawn to the train wreck that it is.

I hate pop culture. Often I wonder how these people get recording contracts.

I love to shop for cool things and vintage clothes. I call the accessories "trinkets of DOOM".

I am an expert bargain hunter. I will scour Greenwich Village for the best deals on the coolest shit.

I have more women friends than male friends. I like it better that way. My guy friends end up backstabbing me when it comes to women I date.

I had allegedly fallen on my head as a baby, off of a dresser onto the floor when being changed once because I looked down at a fallen safety pin.

I like to make people laugh to the point that they bust a gut.

I have an uncanny knack of mimicking people or doing impressions of them.

I always wanted to learn to fly and aircraft. I would have loved to have been an Air Force fighter pilot.

I love sci-fi and enjoy stories on temporal dynamics (space-time continuum and time travel)

I have in the past purchased almost every conceivable diet pill.

I struggle with my weight on the up and down roller coaster. I stress eat on occasion.

I believe I have OCD and AADD. Funny... I didn't have them as a kid. Oh wait. That's right... They didn't exist then so we'll never know.

I am a smoker and a singer. How's THAT for a doomed career? Then again, Sinead O'Connor was a singing smoker.

I have yet to figure out, with all the impressions I am able to do, what my real singing voice sounds like.

75-100

I have a tendency to become selfish and ignore the needs of my friends.

I am an opportunist. I am vain. I am greedy at times. I'm pretty much a walking bag of 7 deadly sins.

I am a humanist. I am Epical.

I believe that luck is the ability to recognize and seize opportunity.

I like cats better than dogs. They're more portable and have better hygiene and can cling to you like monkeys.

I lost my own identity way back when I was once a Michael Jackson impersonator. Then I came to my senses.

I lack discipline, yet command others as if I did.

I have no concept of money. I spend it without thought. My motto is "never sweat money and money will come".

I waste money, but cannot bare the thought of wasting food and feel that things must be finished no matter what or that things need to be eaten BEFORE the expiration date. (that pesky OCD again?)

I have an array of odd fetishes and reasonably high tolerance for pain.

I was once a sexual submissive. Now I choose to be Dominant.

I have a commanding nature. I was always the "man with the plan". My friends called me "Captain".

I am oblivious to things like people flirting with me.

I am shrewd with some things yet more naive than I should be.

I hate my own voice both singing and normal speech.

I loathe bigots yet can be my own worst redneck.

I live in fear of insecurities of things I should be secure of.

I am overly analytical of things, yet give blind faith to others.

I believe everyone on face value and assume all they tell me is true. How dumb is that?!?

I am a huge procrastinator. I always think things can be handled eventually and that opportunities will return.

I do not believe in the lottery system. This is believing in wishing for things to happen with no work.

I like to eat things of like colors on the same plate.

I am a perfectionist. I never think anything I do is good enough and will destroy things and start them over if I do not like how they are turning out rather than correct them.

I like to tell stories about my weird pasts experiences.

I feel if you aren't having fun in what you do, you'll go gray from stress.

In this, the end, I have discovered that after writing this, my 100th thing is the admission that I am flawed.