A real "we've got a nephew" of graphic design and illustration, mental illness held at bay by a very nice vegetable garden and cats.
Lapsed printmaker, you should ask me about it and I'll be very weird
Go get it yourself, you know where it is. You want me to hold your hand or something?
The prodigal kid returns, after years of neglect. What, you want me to grate some parm for ya? Dry your wets? Pshaw, next you're going to ask me to get you more of your """bottomless""" bread sticks or whatever
When you're here, you're family. Now look, the cook got caught with drugs again last night, I know I know, but please we just gotta get this done if you can get in there and whip up some alfredo sauce. We just gotta get through this together.
