Welcome to the rant page... Chewing a cinnamon stick... I reflect on life. I don't understand what I've done to this point, nor do I understand what I want or where I want to go from here... I neither have the ambition I once had, nor the resolve to continue... Sometimes I wonder why I must deal with the ever increasing number of idiots that bother me... I realize that I too am one of the idiots I must learn to deal with. I don't suppose I'll ever understand why I feel that the bad guys win... I don't understand alot of things. I know that nice guys will always finish last... and that the phrase itself has two meanings... I know now that honesty, although a good thing, sometimes has disastrous results. I know that I have nothing to offer anyone else, outside of art. That is... for the moment at least... I don't plan on staying the way I am. Who I am now is a completely different person than who I will be in mid-2006... Who I am now doesn't have a clue as to what I will become. Who I am now is a paltry excuse for a human. I'm looking foward to 2006 to disprove the who I am now... I realize that people reading this are probably wondering what's wrong with me. I realize that people reading this should know that I don't know anymore... I realize that people reading this won't accept that answer.. I realize that people reading this probably wouldn't give a damn regardless of the answer anyhow. I need to draw more. I need to stop being indecisive. I need to start being more personable. I am not a socialite. I don't have time for this rant anymore... I don't know where I was going with this... I don't even understand why people are even reading anymore... I don't suppose you realize that this is the end of the rant... - Tiki Man