Mike McKasty in Albany, NY.
I was burned in the great Pine Hills underground fires of 1952.
Right now, it’s my late uncle Paul McKasty (okay, I won’t mind if he’s number one, he was amazing, and a pioneer of modern hip hop).
I don’t feel quite the same about this imposter “D.” aka “Daniel McKasty”. He’s obviously a questionable character. He’s basically me + Aggrotech (okay, okay, I got that genre from the Die Sektor wikipedia page). And worse, his MySpace page is what’s beating me.
I’ve determined this is because I haven’t really posted any meaningful content on the ‘ol site in a while, and I don’t want to resort to posting my tweets again (who knows if Matt Cutts and the blogspam team will screw me for it).
So from here on out I’m determined to post any 140-plus character ideas here. I just hope I have them.
