About
about the last cup.
this paragraph was supposed to explain the abstruse symbolism of ‘the last cup’ and how we’ve all re-lived that ‘last cup’ moment in other parts of our lives. then i realized, i haven’t quite figured all that out yet. in the meantime, this is me making good on one of my favorite beer pong taunts.
this blog is an exercise in definition.
about me.
i love dogs, beer, giving dogs beer and my trusty, two-wheeled crotch rocket, ‘meeko’. i’m a complex amalgamation of jumbled contradictions and sporadic neurosis. i like to think of my life as an epic adventure. i don’t like to compromise and my favorite phrase in the whole wide world is, ‘challenge accepted’.
cheers!
