I moved into a big three bedroom house by myself. The neighborhood is nice enough, but the house is kind of trashed. I decided to keep it that way, as the more I fix up the place, the greater the number of solicitors come to my door! To further deter people from coming to my door, I had this great mummy/burial mask looking thing out on the porch, which worked great, but then they also stopped delivering my mail!

This is a shot of my "non" living room. I call it that 'cuz there are skulls and spooky things there. My house is like a 14yr old boys dream come true! I've got pinball and video games where the dining room should be, an empty swimming pool to skateboard in, a dirt track in the backyard to race remote-controlled buggies, a model train in my bedroom, a fine collection of Legos, you name it! I guess I am really just a kooky big kid, and love to play in my house.

In the photo you can see-- Robo chair & Robo-wagon, two pieces I did for my trade-show booth. The wagon has headlights, running lights, automatic turn signals, a 12v. power supply, a solar panel, a big ol' car horn (scares the bajeesus out of guests!) and specially made "Keith Moon" wheel disks. They match the set on the wall.

The bike on the wall is a Foes Fab, which is an amazing fully-suspended mountain bike. Some would argue it is the world's best, offering the most wheel travel in the lightest package. Foes was a client of mine, so we worked out a trade. I don't really need a $3500 bike! In fact, since I injured my back, I have not ridden it much. Give me $2000 and it's yours!

Other strange things about my living room:

All of the lights can be set to "sound actuated", so a find disco atmosphere is instantly available!

Nappy brown carpet FREE! (Came with the place)

Some of the furniture I made in woodshop back in Junior High (A little paint, some cable, lights, etc. Viola! Good as new!)

The fireplace grate nick-named the "Gates of Hell", as my fires seem to leap past the boundaries of the fire place!

It's my place, and I loved it. I'm bummed that I had to move out in November of 1996.