In the beginning…

“There (s)he goes. One of God’s own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die.”

Truth they say is stranger than fiction.

I’m Bee.

That’s not my real name of course but for our purposes it will have to do.

From the ages of eighteen to thirty-three I was one of the world’s premier degenerates. An irredeemable, incorrigible, and totally irreplaceable rogue.

I, at almost every moment of my life, barreled headlong towards the absurd with no regard for the consequences.

I’ve rubbed shoulders with warlords, royals, despots, criminals, politicians, and once in Thailand, a talking binturong who after a night of white hot lovemaking, left me with the hotel tab, a toy pistol and a bad case of gonorrhea.

Like sands through the whisky bottle, these are the days of my life.

Enjoy.