About My Foot


Funny.  I was supposed to use this site as some kind of personal > public art journal-type thingy, and it has yet to pan out that way.  Perhaps what I need is to talk about the most personal aspect of myself… my busted left foot.  I immediately get tired when trying to explain this very tiring series of unfortunate events, so I’ll see if I can effectively summarize everything into bullet points:

- Started getting mysterious pain in left foot arch around the age of 11 or 12.

- By 14 I was limping slightly, still could run though, cause I was playing soccer and running track (I was fast as shit, too).

- At 16, I discovered a little painful lump deep in my foot. Had surgery to remove it.  It was benign. Stitched me up.  Pain returned, anyway.

- Fast forward forever & it’s just me going through college limping & trying to act like it wasn’t taking a toll on my creativity & emotional health. Also, at this point, for *~*reasons~*~ I am no longer on my parents’ insurance and am so spaced out I don’t even know that I can get free health care in NYC.

- End of college, moved to Korea, and lived there for two years.  Still limping to and from work in pain like an idiot, thinking this is just the story of my life, now.  I DID however, find these incredible pairs of Crocs that felt like heaven though.  I managed to travel around Asia in those Crocs relatively comfortably. Had the opportunity to see doctors there, but they just seemed way more interested in bleeding my pockets dry with useless tests than actually diagnosing me and helping me get better.  Went to some side hustling, sports medicine American dude living in Korea and he semi-presumed I had plantar fasciitis (I kinda figured) and gave me some orthotics.  This helped until they didn’t and then I was hurting even more, once again.

- Moved back home to NY two years later and figured that a diet change might help, a lot.  Went vegan the absolute WRONG way, eating things with no nutritious value, and ended up slightly tearing or completely popping my achilles.  Still ain’t had insurance so I just crutched to and from work in a brace boot I bought on ebay, absolutely, horrendous, mind shattering pain for months.  (I’m really not gonna try to explain that type of pain.  It was disgusting.)

- Since that year, every winter my foot has relapsed, and it seems to catch itself again in the summer.  I spent months on end in bed for the following 4 years (up until now) after I moved back from Korea.  Thankfully, I had managed to start up a freelancing website-building and graphic design business that I usually don’t have to leave my home for.  I rarely was able to leave the house (still can’t really), but I’m at least doing my thing and getting by.

- 2014, Obamacare kicks in and I can freely go to whoever the hell I want without getting blasted for having a crazy wilde pre-existing condition.  I’m planning on deading this injury this year. Not quite coincidentally, I am also planning on traveling… TRAVELING… like SOUL traveling.  Traveling to see and breathe and talk.  Gonna be great.  It’s kind of a reacquaintance to the world.  Also planning on getting the applicable foot tattoos necessary to mark the end to this period of my life.  Gonna start a band.  Just gonna live. Talk. Change shit.  Gonna be great. I’m foreseeing it.

It’s kind of a shame that this injury has eaten up this much time, and that I hadn’t noticed, prior, the effects it was having on my mind, BUT I can’t say that this hasn’t taught me A LOT about myself, those who I call “friend”, and my desires for my life.  It also taught me the importance of being very careful about what you put into your body.  I venture to say most people with chronic illnesses and injury are at least “conscious” of how their eating habits are directly applicable to their state of health and their specific health problems.

Anyway… So, now it’s out there.  Also, this is awesome because now I have a link to direct people to when they ask me why I’m limping.  : D


Don’t tell me that this isn’t the greatest apology of all time for being absent.  Remix of the full ‘Breaking Bad’ theme because I am utterly and miserably obsessed and kind of want to cry, since it’s ending tomorrow. :’ (

Did this in my studio.  Used Hazel (my strat), a Squier precision bass, logic and reason… and the inspiration of Heisenberg.

Maybe I’ll make it available for download later… If I feel like it.


I’m ashamed of myself for taking this long to post… So here’s a picture of a stereo.  More today (*snort*)

I owe you guys like… a million updates this week, don’t I?  My bad…


Me so cheeky.

Being a hot-head my own damn self, it has taken me these couple days to get my shit together enough to even discuss the Zimmerman trial (I’m still avoiding news channels on television).  With that said, I would like to say that I’m slowly learning that lamenting over the past does nothing. Truly learning from it is a necessity, but ACTION rules over them all.  Without action, no group will get anywhere… Ever. I mean, that’s stating the obvious isn’t it?

During these trying times I find that I am never so outraged as when the opportunity arises to change what is deemed so horrendous and again, and again the opportunity is passed by with complete apathy, even after all that rage.

Truth shines a light on everything, including the true nature of our own hearts.  In my honest opinion, someone who admits unashamedly that they were apathetic about the entire Trayvon Martin situation is more honorable than the person who changes the color of their facebook profile picture, pats themselves on the back, and tells themselves they care and they have shown it.  One of those people is a coward, and it’s not the apathetic guy. Because the apathetic guy has truth.  He has a clear vision of what needs to be done, what he is not doing, and which actions do nothing. He is sane. He is more objective.  He ignores his pride and emotions and instead chooses truth.  If more people did that, best believe more meaningful work would be done.  And if not, at least, en masse, we would realize that we are not doing meaningful work with the option to do so later.

If all of these visual and vocal cries for change are simply cries, realize no one is obligated to sympathize with them. The great thing about this country (despite the many things that aren’t) is the fact that the system DOES work… There IS hope.  The government CAN work in the favour of the people…But only with the people’s participation.  Are we participating?  Be truthful.  I don’t think we are.



So, that whole update on Tuesday thing fell apart.  Schedules aren’t my bag, ya dig? ……….. : (

Keep it simple.  Keep it true… (as possible).