Born:
In France, in Lille, France, October 2nd, 1964.
Wild ass is slaughtered and turned into sausage in celebration of afore mentioned nativity.
I shared this date, but not the showboat, with Mahatma Ghandi, Sting, Charlie Chaplin and umpteen other bitches.

Important dates:


Summer 1970: Buggers first goat as rite of passage in Milaria, Corsica; a leper colony bathed several hundred nautical miles in the Mediterranean sea.  Hollow-horned ruminant is subsequently butchered and polished off by villagers in bacchanalian feast reminiscent of Pliny the Elder: A roman historian whose claim to fame was his pyroclastic entombment in Pompeii; not to be confused by the ” Pyro-Classics”, Virgil’s first poem -a four books lyrical odyssey, ostensibly about farming, written during the terrible civil war following JC’s untimely death in the BC.

1968 to 1979: Suffers the wrath of God in numerous Jesuit schools but survives with personality cult intact, besides his being easily medicated and plagued by minor neuroses. Psychosis avoided by vacationing with fairy grandparents, herds of Bovidae, honey bees and like minded urchins, in pastoral mountainous ranges.

1979: Ships to the United states as wretched human cargo in container ship from Le Havre, France, to Brooklyn shipyards, escapes from said metal boxes with mini blow torch, like creme brulee, but harder.
High School in Millbrook, New York.
Enjoyed Physics, Biology and rearranging ice flows on frozen Hudson in failed attempts at communicating with clouds that looked like hamsters.
Became very cross cross-country runner, masturbation a must. Great loss of DNA.
English language mastered; further DNA disbanded.

Education:
Skidmore College
BS in Art History
Class of 1986.
Magma cum MaryJane. I’d like to thank the Otis elevator company for providing me with a safe and secure place to smoke between classes. “Je voudrai m’excuser aupres des handicapés”.
Failed philosophy twice, some photography classes….
Graduate with a 1.7 GPA; I tried to do better but my subsequent corporate sponsorship by the Otis elevator company conflicted with regularly scheduled classes.
Ate large amounts of cream of wheat; cause: No money. It’s nutritious and nourishious.
Bring water to a boil, dump in stomach size lump of cream of wheat, cook until good enough to consummate, flavor with glucose heaps, eat 3 times a day. Ruminate.
Lived in the woods in turquoise 1978 VW van but sometimes parked on school property. Showered irregularly.

Employment:

1986-1993

Managing Editor.

Ax Grinding Quarterly: A Journal dedicated to the use of hand-held implements used for felling trees or chopping wood.

1993-1993 and a half:
Publius Ovidius Naso biannual festival coordinator and CEO:

Duties included discussing Ebonics with or without Bernard Henry Lévy, french philosopher and noted intellectual. Often referred today as BHL, Lévy was born in Béni-Saf, Algeria on 5 November 1949. He became part of a group of French intellectuals who were disenchanted with communist and socialist responses to the near revolutionary upheavals in the France of May 1968. It articulated a fierce and uncompromising moral critique of Marxist and socialist dogmas years prior to the collapse of the Soviet Union.

Frequent and often epistemological arguments lead to a palace coup and to his forced removal as Chairman and CEO of Publius Ovidius Naso.
Publius Ovidius Naso filed for bankruptcy in 1994 under a cloud of suspicious financial wrong doings, money laundering, and naive realism; itself a phenomenalist aberration rooted in empirical relativism.

1993 and a half- 1995

Special economic adviser and compliant side kick to his Majesty King Taufa’ahau™ (since 1965). The Friendly Republic of Tonga™.

Duties included shouting down Samoans, berating Tahitians and belittling those fools on Easter Island. Could have gone as far as deriding the “Good People of the Galapagos”™ but there is some kind of sanctuary there, crawling with leaf eaters. Adroitly advised the King to stick it to bipeds, a euphemism, of course.
My position was terminated after a vicious, all out, tropical food and flotsam fight during Sunday service at ” Our Lady of Perpetual Desalination”. I was mercilessly set adrift on a jute raft from Nuku’alofa as punishment for my crimes but was picked up by a drunken Russian freighter plying the Cook Islands, trawling for signs of desperation.
Due to their severe inhibriation I was mistakenly identified for a wahine but once again managed to escape their advances by leaping onto a nearby Korean shrimp trawler. Those years with the traveling circus finally paid off as I became their favorite pet shrimp/monkey.

1995-2001

Executive Pet Shrimp/Monkey to the Korean Ship trawler ” Atlantic Platypus”, a semi-aquatic bottom dredger with Liberian plates.

Duties included, pretending to be a coconut, peeling plantains, curling both lips to reveal a set of comedic brown teeth, collecting algae for the tender. Other duties included translating “in screeches”™ what the lookout thought he was spotting, far off on the horizon, as well as delivering much needed supplies to Afghan refugees marooned on Christmas island (unfortunately, the irony was lost on our mostly Buddhist Kampuchean crew).

2001-Present

Managing Editor: ” Punjabi Represent”™,The Cole Valley Middle Aged Men’s Secret Society Magazine.

Duties include: Mixing bleach with ammonia, trampling underfoot and marching with penguins.

Special Skills:
Using agricultural metaphors in political speeches for the advancement of the hard of hearing and the Bisexual, Gay, Lesbian and Transgender community.
Making life deliberately hard for friends and family, so that they may redeem themselves through labor.
Legal latin. Try this at home: “Ab Initio, it should be said, that this is a good prima facie case for my decision to forgo said curriculum vitae”.

5 thoughts on “Humble Servant

  • February 16, 2009 at 5:58 pm
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    ass, gOt, boVidae, bee, hamsteR, shrImp, monkEy, aLgae, pigeon, penguIn
    the gays say thanks for your support in their advancement

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  • February 16, 2009 at 7:35 pm
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    I have so much more respect for you now……………..penguins?

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  • February 16, 2009 at 7:48 pm
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    Darrell- Are you DaHaLe, sounds a bit like Da-Ha-rHle, don’t it….

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  • July 13, 2009 at 8:40 am
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    Ax Grinding quarterly is never on eBay when I have that kind of $$$$

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