About

Last edited on 10/21/2022

What? You actually clicked on this link? Shit…I guess I should say something, no? Ugh, I don’t like talking about myself.

I’m a twice-divorced father of three (22-year-old twins and 11-year-old) boys whom I love incredibly much. When not working, I spend most of my time on my attention-hungry, ADHD 11-year-old son, who still wants me to watch every…single…thing…he…does.

I suffer from depression, a reality I finally acknowledged only ten years ago. Until that point I was in steadfast in my denial and refused to seek treatment until I was broken by my second divorce, of which my depression was largely the catalyst.

I call this little space Mental Defecation, because, quite literally, this is where my mind poops. Anything my mind needs to get rid of ends up in this virtual toilet bowl. I write poetry, fiction, editorials, anecdotes, or even philosophical pieces on life. One thing I’ve always been while writing is brutally honest – about myself, my feelings, and about events that have come to pass. I try to add a dash of humor to most of my pieces as humor in writing is something I value as a reader, hence the line “sometimes funny, sometimes serious, but always genuine.”

I blog under the guise of a stormtrooper. When I first created my blog in 2010 and needed a gravatar, I just choose a random stormtrooper picture from my computer. Then it took on a life of its own and I embraced it.

I don’t blog quite so often these days, mostly because my job consumes much of my life. What little time is left is usually spent being a father or soaking in those few moments of calm life rarely provides.

Welcome to my virtual home. Please come in and don’t mind the cobwebs. And for God’s sake take off your shoes, you hoodlum! This place may be filthy, but it’s not uncivilized.