I was born in New York City and lived there for only five years. I don't remember seeing even once the bad weather there and when I visited NYC in 2001 it appeared to be a good place to live. I lived in Laguna Hills from 1995-1999 with Talat Sadeghi (a phlebotomist) and she said no when I asked her for sex so I contacted Mistress Morticia. I moved to Salt Lake City in 2001 and applied for work at Legacy Funeral Planners north of Salt Lake. That didn't work so I studied in the University of Utah's College of Health from 2004-2008 and got a C- in Human Anatomy (the hardest class) but did not get my degree.
In about 1977, I had a job driving at the Wasatch Electric Company. E.M. Burton invited me to go to Utah State University, leaving Alta Ski Resort (where I used to go) far behind. Mr. Burton got in a wreck on the freeway with me in the back and I know very little of his Mormon religion. I went to the Temple Square and looked at the art on display during the summer between the two semesters that I attended school in Logan, UT.
The picture of Joseph Smith Jr. looked exactly like a person I used to ski with. He said his name was Roger Hawk and I used to go to parties at his house. Apparently Pink Floyd thinks the worms in the bottles of Cuervo Gold, (mezcal con gusano) that he used to drink, ate into his brain.
Later, while I was living at Utah State with Mr. Burton and his fiancée, I heard Roger had me for a MRS. I don't know if he was the artist that painted the Mormon Art and it wasn't until about 2000 I heard anything else about it. Apparently persons thought we were dead after the freeway accident and I, the passenger in the back seat Mr. Burton and his wife, were depicted with no face.
I spent about 7 years going to the World Gym in Laguna Hills and it dawned on me that God = dog while I was deadlifting. Keelee Wright (the fiancée) was called, "The Angel" by the church. She was flat-chested and the Landlord in Hyrum, Utah kind of thought it was wrong of her to live with us. The last time I ever saw Roger Hawk we only had a minute or two to stop at his house and say hello - that was about 1978.
Mr. Burton was called, "God's Favored Son" at Tourist Exhibit on Temple Square. I moved out of his apartment because he got beaten up by a drunk at a Country Bar. His wife was hitting him and pulling on his hair on the way home and after that he couldn't even speak when spoken to.

I was born in New York City and lived there for only five years. I don't remember seeing even once the bad weather there and when I visited NYC in 2001 it appeared to be a good place to live. I lived in Laguna Hills from 1995-1999 with Talat Sadeghi (a phlebotomist) and she said no when I asked her for sex so I contacted Mistress Morticia. I moved to Salt Lake City in 2001 and applied for work at Legacy Funeral Planners north of Salt Lake. That didn't work so I studied in the University of Utah's College of Health from 2004-2008 and got a C- in Human Anatomy (the hardest class) but did not get my degree.
In about 1977, I had a job driving at the Wasatch Electric Company. E.M. Burton invited me to go to Utah State University, leaving Alta Ski Resort (where I used to go) far behind. Mr. Burton got in a wreck on the freeway with me in the back and I know very little of his Mormon religion. I went to the Temple Square and looked at the art on display during the summer between the two semesters that I attended school in Logan, UT.
The picture of Joseph Smith Jr. looked exactly like a person I used to ski with. He said his name was Roger Hawk and I used to go to parties at his house. Apparently Pink Floyd thinks the worms in the bottles of Cuervo Gold, (mezcal con gusano) that he used to drink, ate into his brain.
Later, while I was living at Utah State with Mr. Burton and his fiancée, I heard Roger had me for a MRS. I don't know if he was the artist that painted the Mormon Art and it wasn't until about 2000 I heard anything else about it. Apparently persons thought we were dead after the freeway accident and I, the passenger in the back seat Mr. Burton and his wife, were depicted with no face.
I spent about 7 years going to the World Gym in Laguna Hills and it dawned on me that God = dog while I was deadlifting. Keelee Wright (the fiancée) was called, "The Angel" by the church. She was flat-chested and the Landlord in Hyrum, Utah kind of thought it was wrong of her to live with us. The last time I ever saw Roger Hawk we only had a minute or two to stop at his house and say hello - that was about 1978.
Mr. Burton was called, "God's Favored Son" at Tourist Exhibit on Temple Square. I moved out of his apartment because he got beaten up by a drunk at a Country Bar. His wife was hitting him and pulling on his hair on the way home and after that he couldn't even speak when spoken to.