This is me.

In high school, I toured in a fake rock band. We called ourselves The Devil's Rejects​. My stage persona was Marcus Murder, a gangly guitarist known for his fiendish licks and quiet charm.

I think I peaked early.

Now I'm a writer, a husband, a father. I fly fish on weekends and try to watch my sodium intake.

But I still love to rock. Give me a call if you want to jam.

(404) 277-0190

EMAIL ME

This is me upside down.

See how creative I am?

This is me pulling up my socks.

Even my feet are client-facing.

This is me with another human being.*

*Not a paid actress.