Biography

Hey, I'm Veridianedge, and welcome to my humble little gallery. Most of the stuff here is realy old, but I'm working on fixing that (I hadn't updated since September of 2002). Anyways, here's some stats, for those interested. If you're not interested, read them anyway, because the skunks are telling you to.

Height: 5'10" Weight: 190 lbs. Hair: Blonde (It should have been green...) Eyes: Blue Likes: Drawing characters (duh), walking, video games (RPGs mostly), Ramen noodles, New England Clam Chowder Dislikes: Unjust or unequal treatment, people who act like buttholes, that odd sewer-like odor that always seeps into the car at the same place on the interstate highway Other stuff you don't need to know, but care about anyway, since you're still reading my bio: My fursona is a dog/ram hybrid, which matches my Zodiac signs of Aries (traditional) and the Dog (Chinese). I've always beleived that people have some sort of hidden abilities (magic, psychic power, call it what you will) that can somehow be unlocked within our minds, and that God locked said abilities to prevent them from being misused. I've beleived my hair should've been green ever since the first time I dyed it green, and realized that green looked more natural on me than blonde. Random ramblings (if you're still with me, now may be a good time to leave...): If you mix Orange-flavored Creamsavers and plain crackers, it tastes just like a fortune cookie. The whole thing about one plus one equalling two is a conspiracy; it really equals eleven. If you hold the throttle and the brake of a motorcycle at the same time, it'll cause a rip in the time-space continuum, destroying the universe as we know it. I speak softly, but carry a big grapefruit. If this confuses you, it's just a sign that you still have your sanity.

Anyways, I don't do commissions due to my paranoid delusions that if I give away my address some big sweaty balding 50-year old man named Mindy will appear at my doorstep asking if I need to borrow any dead monkeys. However, I will do art trades via e-mail if you're interested, but it may take a while for me to finish, as I'm often busy stuffing taco shells with meat and worrying if I have enough nacho cheese in the thermalizer. Well, go on and check out my gallery, that's what you came for anyway.

...you're still here? Go on, check out the gallery! Now git offa my property! reaches for boomstick