If there ever had to be somebody in charge, I'd vote for me.  Flawed, fucked up, drunk most of the time - I fit right in.

    There is a really glaring hole in the middle of this thing and that's whether or not I believe in anything anyone tells me to... having spent more than a few nights behind the fence it behooves me to tell you the truth.

    You can't even dream it up if you wanted to...    

I am painfully aware.  Every day, I wake up and think "why me?"  I guess a better question would be "why not?"

    If I am who I think I am, and this is not just some kind of delusion, we haven't even begun.