Hey I am dreamergreaser... I guess I chose that name because I relate well to the greasers in "The Outsiders" and I chose dreamer... because that is what I truly am... never one to really except it is what it is... I do believe there is something better out there... for me... and I am going to find it... but I won't forget where I came from... San Pablo, California... wish I was there now... it's not the nicest place on earth... actually it ain't nice at all... but it is home... I am actually writing my own novel called "the House where James Layed"... I hope to have it published soon... I have wanted to be a writer since I was eight... I am twenty now... I didn't like reading really... but I loved telling stories... especially if the made people laught... or think twice about something... second guess their train of thought... especially if they hate... I can't stand narrow minded people... who hate on everyone else... I believe in forgiveness... and overcoming tremendous obstacles... not letting anything hold you back... and that is what I write about... and there is always humor somewhere in my stories... because between lifes ups and downs there lies a good joke.

I have four siblings my older brother who is... what I call a... a drifter... never quite sure where he is going... or if he is going to make it to his destination... but he might... I hope he does... because no one seems to really think he gots it in him... but maybe he does... he wants to be a rock star... right now... at one time he wanted to be a Priest! I know those are completely different fields!

Then there is my younger brother... who is into get rich quick schemes... boy love money... but not work... hates work... kinda like I hate haters... wants nothing to do with it... sadly you can't, usually, have one without the other... but he is crazy funny... I mean he belongs on mad tv or satuday night live... if they are still on the air... he also tend to be a deep thinker... I mean... he'll just say really clever or intelligent things out of the blue... he ain't dumb... though he tries oh so hard to be...

Next is my sister... she is my number 1 fan... she thinks I can do anything... I tell her everything... her and my little brother... she is understanding... and good natured... most the time... sometimes now a days... it's like she caught up in some herendous emotion that makes here dwell on the past... and yet tugs her forward like she has no choice... ifshe wasn't so stubborn... I think depression would have her completely swallowed... it's weird how a lot of people don't see this... but then again we talk alot about everything... and I am just really good at reading her... sometimes she gets mad... but only when I am right... when I am way out in left feild... she kind of laughs it off... we fight more then we use to... since my grandpa died and we moved across the country... I guess we all act funny... because we never got a chance to adjust to living with out him... we were in South Carolina... like okay... throw another stone... hell it will hurt... but this time I am prepared...

I love all my siblings... and I don't have a favorite... My younger brother will always be my Little buddy... my sister will always be my #1 fan and my older brother will always be the one I go for walks with late at night and talk about becoming famous with.