AMONG THE BEST MATT PRESKENIS SITES ON THE WORLD WIDE WEB!
Well, it had to happen sooner or later.
You found me.
People have rightly described me as a less holy version of Rasputin, a motorcycle-phobic Evel Knievel
or That Guy Who Stayed Too Long That Night.
They're all right.
My life keeps on making sense at the time.
At least that's what I tell myself...
It certainly hasn't been dull.
I've ridden death buses from hell in countries most people can't find on a map, I met
Lobster Boy weeks before his son had him killed, and I did a weekend of comedy shows with Tommy Chong the month before he got sent to
jail.
As investment bankers and management consultants say when they figure out how much they make per hour, at least I've
learned a lot.
Still, I've been making a lot of changes in my life, so I figure it's time to tidy up around here.
But I'm more than that. I'm branching out.
Hugs,
p.s. Rest in peace Grady Stiles, Junior.
Hell needed a LobsterBoy.
