Joe Farley resides in Indiana where he works as a grunt in a bakery. He enjoys the world best from inside his apartment. Now in his thirties, he has traded the long years spent self-medicating in a bar for the ridiculous inner solace of prolonging the essential time spent in the laundromat and at the grocery store for a reason he can only figure to be caused by damage during time spent drinking in a bar. He post somewhat frequently here. His true weakness lies in writing a bio for himself in the third person.