Ok, I'll be the first one to admit that this is hilarious - every great artist must be arrested at least once, right? I was arrested for running a red light on my bike December 3rd, 1999. Ok, fine, three red lights, but whatever, I was riding a freakin' bicycle... and I had been riding for a while in the freezing rain (2°C, not cold enough to snow, but as cold as rain gets), totally soaked to the bone, miserable and frozen stiff. I just wanted to go home and have a bath after a shitty week - instead I ended my Friday by getting busted by rookie cops who had something to prove... c'mon, arresting a bike messenger for running a red light? A ticket (or three) would have been okay with me.

Anyway, I had to go in five weeks later to get fingerprinted and have my photo taken. I asked the police officer working the ID office if I could have a print-out of my mugshot. He seemed totally confused with my request and asked why, to which I mumbled something about my lawyer wanting it for her documents. So he printed out a copy for me...

The truth is that I just though it would be funny to include somewhere in my biography, so here it is!!