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Who is SlackDaddy?
True story, the original spelling of my last name meant “wicked” in certain German dialects. My ancestor Cornelius was called that named by his siblings and he liked it so much that he adopted it as his new surname. His son; my great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great-Granddaddy Barent, lived up to the name and got my family kicked out of Europe. Another ancestor must have pissed off a witch and had a curse put upon them because the kinsmen who shared my first name all die young; although, the first death doesn’t always take. We tend to suffer from temporary expiration. We also get into trouble, a lot of trouble, so I am a bad seed, an evil twin (I actually do have an identical twin), and a black sheep in a family of black sheep; Oh well, baby – baa baa. Admittedly it is surprising I have never been able to find my moral compass given the fact that I grew up between a Preacher and a Rabbi. I attended Marshall University where I was a three termer, starting under Reagan and ending under Clinton (although I did take a sabbatical to Peru during this time and trained to be a Shaman in the Ayahuasca tribe) and even I am not sure how I graduated; nor am I even clear on what degree I received, but that didn’t stop me from pursuing a Master’s Degree and centering my life around literature and pussy before entering into marriage, or as I like to call it, The Death of Sex, and settling into the first of many respectable jobs I’d get fired from, had children and then a coronary, another coronary, died, got better, a mini-stroke, wife left me, another coronary, another coronary, suicide attempt, suicide attempt, suicide attempt, nut house, group therapy and then realized my mojo needed adjusting so I stripped naked, hiked into the woods, climbed on a large rock and peed a circle of protection around me before visiting the spirit world for three days where my spirit guide, a nine-tailed fox named Greg, told me to publish this webpage.Here is what to expect from this site:
First, check out my blog. More often than not it will be obscene and offensive; although, I also write about my struggles with depression as well as focusing on Actors, Artists and Musicians with WV ties.
My links are to Mental Health Sites and homepages of Creative People with WV roots.
The SlackDaddy Comic Strip is where I spew my daily dose of snarkiness.
Be sure to read my serialized novels – new chapters weekly.
And, of course, there is a link to Special Olympics.
If $25,000.00 is raised in my name for Special Olympics then I will do something outragious!!!
To make a donation click on the Special Olympics link above, choose the tribute option and enter Slack as the first name and Daddy as the last name.
Join Uncle SlackDaddy on Saturday nights for a Webcast on Paranormal Events, True Scary Stories and Movie Monster Trivia.
How Your Gift Helps
Special Olympics is about sports but it is also about so much more. For people with intellectual disabilities, Special Olympics is often the only place where they have an opportunity to participate in their communities and develop belief in themselves. It is inspiring when you see a father’s pride in his son's achievement … a mother's relief when her daughter makes friends … siblings cheering for their brother or sister for the first time.
When Special Olympics athletes walk into a gymnasium, step up to the pitcher's mound, or pick up a basketball, they are transformed. No longer framed by negative stereotypes and misconceptions, they see themselves as champions. Those around them are changed, too, seeing -- often for the first time -- athletes and recognizing there is so much they can do.
To make a donation click on the Please GIVE TODAY! link above, choose the tribute option and enter Slack as the first name and Daddy as the last name.
