Up until a few years ago, I'd lived a full and eventful life as a traveling tattoo artist. That period began back in the early 90's, when tattooing first began trending, but in leading that life, it also brought me in the death grip of addiction, mainly heroin. 

Once the monkey got a hold of me, I learned what it was like to be institutionalized. Because over the next 15 years of my life, I spent over 10 of it behind a wall.  One year, I even got to spend Christmas day in a German jail cell.

Luckily for me, I've always been good at whatever I've set my mind to, so I never had to be a petty criminal. 
But this is my option, because once things started getting out of hand, I started peddling drugs (heroin), then I got a taste of what "The Life" was all about. 
When I say "The Life," I mean the life of a successful drug dealer. I had anything I wanted, whenever I wanted! I was able to travel and experience many different places all around the world. 

But like every other drug dealer, I ended up with federal indictments where I spent the next five years of my life. Which was the best thing that ever happened, I wouldn't trade my time in the Feds for anything, because it was during that time I learned my true potential!!  

That was then, this is now: 

Now, I'm busy growing a trucking company in the treacherous North Dakota oilfields, otherwise known as the Bakken. I'll primarily being writing a diary of my day-to-day life, I'll also be throwing in some different stories about my crazy past and some epic adventures I've lived through...