Introduction

Yes, it is I. . . The Man, The myth, the ledgend . . . I walked with the Gods & danced with the devil.

Fell from the sky's above, hitting the ground with a thunderious roar; Master of all I survey. Yeah, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil, cause I' m the baddest son-of-a-bitch in the valley.

Ten foot tall, and bullet proof, steely-eyed, silver-winged warrior. The noise at night that made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up, the monster under your bed. The one your mother warned you about . . .

But don't worry, I'm retired!!!!!

No more countries to conquor, no more armies to defeat, no tyrants to topple, all I have left to do . . . . is the dishes.

What should you expect here? Well, some senseless rambling from an ex-boggieman, a side order of tech, tossed with a watchfull eye on freedom.