About Me:
Back in 1985, somewhere in between Mike Tyson knocking out Hector Mercedes, and the Dolphins losing to Joe Montana and the 49ers, Luis Canales was born. That's me.
Something was a little off about me since I was kid. I didn't like sports much (but I wasn't gay), I played with my toys too much and had an expansive imagination. We didn't have much money... ok, we didn't have ANY money, so I took the cheapest resources I had around at the time to entertain myself; the pencil and paper.
I drew a picture of my Dad once when I was about 5. It looked like sick maniac's mug shot with a afro-mullet and a cigarette hanging out his mouth. "Who the hell does he get this **** from?", asked Dad. "I don't know, I don't draw.", said Mom. Dad looked back at Mom with a wrinkled brow and asked, "Is
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