Sam spilled into this world on November the Third, Nineteen Hundred Eighty Six. Since then, his life has been a series of transformations. He morphed from a high school valedictorian to a college s...view moreSam spilled into this world on November the Third, Nineteen Hundred Eighty Six. Since then, his life has been a series of transformations. He morphed from a high school valedictorian to a college slacker to a working-in-the-real-world-oh-my-gosh-when-did-he-grow-up-to-be-twenty-something. And on and on and on until the present and beyond.Sam likes to write books and stories and songs, sometimes all at once. Sometimes they are pretty great. Other times... well, he tends to just forget about the other times.He currently lives in Irvine, California with his beard and garden of dead succulents. Sometimes, he thinks it would be nice to have a puppy, but he’ll have to find a new apartment complex and a really cool roommate before that will happen. Also, he’ll have to learn to deal with heaps of poop, and he does enough of that on his own time.view less