For those of you who may have heard the rumor that I went back to the joint, here's the proof. I am currently writing this on my spanking new laptop here in my cell, while my cellmate is etching my new "Good Seed" tattoo on my back.
(;Just kidding!!!;)
The Portland Police Department was kind enough to give my friend Varinthorne Christopher (www.varinthorn.blogspot.com) this photo for the book she is putting together. This commemorates one of the worst days of my life, the day I bled all over 82nd Avenue as a result of trying to resist arrest with handcuffs on--not recommended behavior, by the way--back in '97. I thought I would share it, so that next time you see me you will know where all the scars come from.
And yes, that is a mullet.
2 comments:
I remember that mullet! -
Had me scared for all of a sec. Nice pic man. I can see the look in your eyes reminds me of Bobby.
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