here’s a little intro for all you nymphos  –Gerardo, Rico Suave

last updated: never.

I preface this with my usual mandatory, customary christening. why? because it’s my ship, and we’re about to go on a journey into uncharted waters. hey, I said I’d take you places I never said they would be places you wanted to go and linger in.

first, what is this, why is this, the usual nagging of inquisitiveness meets today’s sense of immediacy. I’d satisfy that thirst if I could, but I can’t so I won’t. not yet anyways. I don’t like talking about it much but I am a secret agent after all and we are habitually OC about what cards we’re dealt, which ones we lay on the table and yeah. the James Bond of all Asian alphamales representing.

as far as this construct it’s a personal homepage. thus this post, and my about page are rather redundant actually. I just place these because the appropriate police will have a nuclear meltdown. and while I’m in the habit of causing those, no need to intentionally do so. that would be bad. homepage is an antiquated term. essentially it was your facebook page out for anyone/everyone to see, only much better. usually overly decorated with a tonnage of animated gifs, ascii, counters, links to shit, playlists. if I had to describe it its a calling card + mix tape + journal + polaroid photo album all contained on a website. usually with a haphazard design + no filters. the last vestiges of a culture w/o political correctness, inhibitions and modern netiquette. those were the days! people were crazier and more alive. it’s this aliveness that I miss in cyberspace. now everybody is so polished, perfect, fake af, pretentious, self proclaimed subject matter experts on all things. yeah, if that were the case then why doesn’t Hollywood make any movies worth pirating or why do kids have to youtube how to do dishes/laundry? pretty soon we’ll have to rely on AI to even exist.

so that’s my schpeel. stay tuned for the next episode.