I bid you a warm welcome from Hell's heart. Hear it pounding?
Well, I do. And I've got a lot of irons in that fire. Take one look at me in this publicity photo and you can tell that I am a man on the go -- burning up inside....
In a more serious vein, I want to say that Count Chocula thinks he's a pretty tough bird, but me and a bunch of stand-up philosopher's disagree. A friend sent me this link. Go to Chocula County and then see if you don't side with us naysayers!
I have a planchette for ghosts. I reserve my penchants for bizarre theories, such as Hitlerian moon bases and Hitlerian moon bases. Give some people an HTML lesson and they'll fill the Internet with useless drivel -- I love it!
One of my heroes is Felix the Cat. Some people say irrationality ought to be illegal. Apparently, their brains run on numbers and not the fleshy nonsense of flash-in-the-pan biochemistry. But me and Felix and the Fantastic Four live out our momentary, surreal lives reading dreamy stuff and watching dreamy TV shows and eating nonsense until it hurts. That's when you know you're living!
Now go to RikGarrett.com and buy something nice for your girlfriends or boyfriends. I'm heading over to Famous Monsters of Filmland and Fiona Webster's place.
WANTED: Magic Bag -- must work!
I bid you a warm welcome from Hell's heart. Hear it pounding?