Jake
an excerpt

Head in shaking hand, heart on shredded sleeve, mind tumbling like an uneven load in a commercial dryer at a laundromat painted in both office beige and graffiti as worn as tattoos done by a 14 year old with needle and ink: that pretty well described Jake tonight. I have to admit, I am quite proud of that description. He, Jake, I mean, would be totally offended. Too bad, Jake, if the shoe fits....