About Jack Baldwin

Bio of a renegade slacker turned helpful productive citizen, Jack Baldwin.

        I was born a poor black child.
Wait, I'm pretty sure that was Steve Martin in "The Jerk"

Ok seriously, I followed the white rabbit, errr that's still not it, that's either Alice, or Neo. Lets get our stories in order here. This is cereal, super cereal!!

No wait don't go, I've got it now for sure.

Back in olde timey days I crept into the secret places of the gods and brought fire back for mankind, This was a very misunderstood event.  I didn't actually bring fire, it was the creative potential of the gods I brought, before then we were unable to reproduce.  Umm still the wrong story? crap I really thought I was onto something there.

So real deal time, Last thing I remember I was running for the door...hmm that sounds like never mind.

The year of our Lord 1947.

The place Roswell, New Mexico.

Yeah I crashed there, so what you wanna make something about it?  haha no for reals I have attended a channeled session where I was told that.  Said my last memory of that entity is being autopsied while still being alive.  Que twilight zone music, and cut that's a wrap people. go away now.

Jack
aka
PanseyBard 

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