Michael

SAHS, U of C

Derivatives Trader / Risk Manager

CFTC, SEC, NFA, JLA

Poo Flinging

The sappy drivel that C makes me read.......

Saving Face (support Asian-American cinema & Lynn Chen making out with girls)

Dylan, Pearlman, Massive Attack, LifeHouse, The Clash, The Crystal Method, H.O.V.A (my Ipod is a little schizo)

Family Guy, Battlestar Galactica (apply movie comment from above to Grace Park in Romeo Must Die)

Aquarius

Very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Some times he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy, the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical, summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds, pretty standard really. At the age of 12 I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen, a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum, it's breathtaking, I suggest you try it.

"Those who know their minds do not necessarily know their hearts."