Unless you are an ayahuasca tripping shaman prancing around a smoke filled shit hut and spending his/her days escorting patchouli scented American tourists in and out of the neververse.. You would likely agree that life & time for most of the non-hospitalized human population is fairly linear. We can’t go back in time. We can’t fix our mistakes, we do not get to start over. Nope, it becomes a life skill to accept and live with your decisions. Good or bad. if you’re not brain dead you would likely agree we try to avoid making as many mistakes as possible. However, we don’t always see the problems on the horizon.

Let me introduce myself:

That’s me. I’m Allan. My four legged friend there is Jo-jos. I’ve had 35 trips around the sun, the past 12 being spent near the little body of water called the Atlantic. I come from humble upbringings, a working class neighborhood outside of south Baltimore. I dropped out of school at fourteen with the hope of eventually playing music. Needless to say, that didn’t happen. I became an HVAC service technician, moved to Florida and tried to start a family. That started out well but like most other ventures in my life..the wheels came off the wagon.

Life for me has been insane. I’ve broke bread with (actual) gangsters and two star generals. crackheads and millionaires. I’ve learned I’m a grade-A shit magnet. I’ve made some great friends in my travels and have lost others.

These days I run my own business that’s related to my trade work. I have two little boys who are my entire world. I’ve dialed things back to take time to reflect, learn, and grow. For me this webpage is going to be a dumping ground for experiences, thoughts, and memories. I’m not writing for you, but for me. Why not keep it private? I’ve had people tell me they find my writing engaging, interesting, and funny. I also think sharing my mistakes, retardation and embarrassing moments is a way for me to own it. Otherwise? I’d cringe to death.