After a meeting I had with Ronald Regan, he told me to go to Afganistan to be a spy,
but instead I went home and hid under some pillows for six weeks.
Then, because I was afraid I'd get caught, I wore a Burka around town for six months to play it safe.
One sunbaked afternoon in Malibu, it hit me, I should add a channel to the Metal TV site called, "What's on my Brain!"
I don't know exactly what it all means, but lets see what's on my brain and find out, although it could be a pretty short trip.
