Cerebral Photo Gallery

Just a few pics of what I do, am, and like.

NO, I'm not a stormtrooper (although I'd like to be). But they kick butt and are the SWAT team of the dark side. All stormtroopers are trained in raiding tactics and close quarters combat. Unfortunately, they are also the most expendable as they come a dime a dozen.





Okay, here I am! This is your's truly dressed in his playing fatigues carrying his favorite paintball marker, the 68 carbine. Although only a mid-range marker, this particular one has killed Automags and Cockers just the same. Remember boys and girls, it's not how big it is, it's how you use it!








This is me and a few of the regulars from the field. From the left to right we have Brent: who uses a Desert Fox, Me: who uses the 68 Carbine and Hector: who changes constantly but is currently using the Spyder Compact. Hint: click to see bigger picture.





This is what happens when you get shot. Nothing to cry about and only skin deep. The only real thing to worry about is if some ___hole decides to make you his rapid fire target practice. Just take it like a man and have fun. P.s.- This was at a range of 10 ft. Most shots come from further and sting less.






---WOOF WOOF WOOF!---This is my dog "Hooch"'s way of telling you, "If you don't get that camera out of my face, I'll eat your face!!" But seriously, although a pit bull; Hooch is more of a lover than a fighter. He only claims self-defense. Hint: click to see the big picture.

Hooch passed away Feb. 23, 1998. He was 4 years old and died of irregular heart problems. He is now with God and in good hands. His struggle is over, may he rest in peace.