Steve Furay
"At The Office"
Soldier
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Rank: Soldier of Fortune
Known Hideouts: Paris, Berlin, Prague, Amsterdam, Philadelphia, San Francisco, Detroit  Alias: Steve at the Office, The Old Man (count the grey hairs, bitch)
Age: 371 years old When Hired: Psychopathic Records agreed to pay for this mercenary's service in February of 2000.  Missions: Maintains all night sniper position protecting Psychopathic headquarters; telecommunications reception/messaging/transferals; works daily to keep a balanced level of sanity in the world of Psychopathic; a student in the high stakes business world; given direction from higher power to spread the message of peace to all creatures
Special Skills: Can mentally retrace the  flight path of a flying insect; introduced to professional wrestling the flying forearm three sixty mega-maniacal looping lunatic death dangling head hemorrhaging Jupiter jumping top turnbuckle Eskimo glacier slam; raps Rakim lyrics with a British accent; dominates chess board angles with camel clutches; plots political overthrows using unconventional unification and art tactics; deconstructs astro-architectural positioning of police stations to further learn their behavior; praises life, meditates on death; considers the global plagues decimating generations of strong men and women; speaks French when it is time for her to take it off.
Likes:  Fine wine (keeps a wine rack on his desk); jazz; poetry; Saturday afternoons; telling lawyers to eat a bowl of dicks.
Dislikes: Money; people who talk too much about themselves; wannabe musical artists who don't want to take the time to perfect their craft but think that the world owes them big money and fame for their half-ass effort. ICP ate nails for their success, they ran a marathon while everyone else want to walk a hundred yard dash. Roommate: The incomparable "Big Green" (thank you brother) Philosophy:  "God is not outside us but is just us, the living and the dead, the never-lived and never-died. That we should learn it only now, is supreme reality, it was written a long time ago in the archives of universal mind, it is already done, there's no more to do."
"The cause of world's woe is birth,
the cure of the world's woe is a bent stick."
"The point is we're waiting, not how comfortable we are while waiting. Paleolithic man waited by caves for the realization of why he was there, and hunted; modern men wait in beautified homes and try to forget death and birth. We're waiting for the realization that this is the golden eternity."
(Quotes taken from Jack Kerouac's "The Scripture of the Golden Eternity")
Reflections: I just got done cleaning the bathroom (no small task in our bachelor pad, first I had to sweep out the beer bottles and naked people), and I thought I'd take some time to reflect. Humility is a key point to cleaning the bathroom properly. The object is to get the bathroom disinfected  and looking good for its next use, not trying to be as quick as possible but instead as thorough as possible (a shitty bathroom is a sure way to turn off any women they may be invited to your place). There is no use in being proud and refusing to get on your knees and scrub hard enough to entirely clean away the shit stains in your bowl, that is just laziness, an inexcusable error in the way of the ninja. Scrubing the shower walls to clean away the mildew is about as pleasing as jacking off an old man, but its got to be done.
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Steve and Jamie Madrox before the Toledo Ohio Bizzar Bizaar Show
Lets go all the way video shoot girl and steve.
Video shoot for "Lets go all the Way" the music video.
Signing a baby shoe in New Mexico
Chillin in Arizona