Nickname:
E.S.InterGalactic
Designated Drinker:
Yes [webmaster's note: designated to drink
things others won't]
Vital Information:
Born:Current Calling:
1955, in the back seat of a car-sized, round, silver, saucer-shaped object which crash landed somewhere near Amarillo, Texas...cattle mutilations began shortly thereafter.Current Location:
On a wide, oftentimes surreal, eclectic orbit around Pluto occasionally beaming down to Earth in the central United States to check on the life I seem to be living there.Height:
5'11"Weight:
"Depends on each planet's gravity"Eyes:
BrownHair:
BlackPeople that People Say I Look Like:
"Knute Rockne (A Famous American Football Player Who Played Without A Helmet) On Acid"Blood Type:
80 proof
Favorite Beer:
"I can not honestly answer this question as it has
occurred to me that I have yet to try them all."
Favorite Pub:
"Zorkas' Hoppin' Bar & Grille! Quaint little
place on the outskirts of Mercury. Not heavily frequented, but is a great place
for a long drink swiftly swallowed. "
Favorite Weapons:
"A witty remark, carefully-placed and followed by
a well-timed retort. After that, run like hell...or, blame someone else, while
struggling to get the beam-up function to work."
Alcohol Stash in House:
"I Mentally Telepathize Cheap American Beer
To Me So That It Is Always At The Convenience Store When I Drive Home At Night.
Amazingly, It Is Always There In My Fridge After I Bring It In."
DB Maxims:
"Wherever I find myself....boy, am I surprised!"
Cryptic Sign Currently On HouseDoor:
'This House Protected By An
Attack Cat.
Pet Peeve:
"I never saw a peeve, does it cost much to feed it?"
Mating Call:
"My, you look beautiful tonight. So...what are your
rates?"
Philosophy:
"Live Every Day Like It Is Your Last Because One
Day...Cheap American Beer May Be Hard To Find."
Life's Ambition:
"To drink every Cheap American Beer they make. "
Read About:
"BoZo's Shaved Beaver"
"Super Secret Grog Functional Files"
"Drunken Christmas Carols"
ES InterGalactic's Cyber Journal