Name: Craig Curtice
Location: Rochester, NY
DOB: 1968
Email: ccurtice(at)2walls.com

Bio: Fall 1968: Craig Curtice was born in an upstate New York hospital at precisely the same moment long jumper Bob Beamon loped down a Mexico City runway and bounded into Olympic immortality. But even freakier is that Curtice’s Aunt Helen burned her hand on a boiling pot in Tucson – also at the exact same time.

In his formative years Curtice overcame a rare learning disorder, Reverse Dyslexia, and once during recess, he fought a student that foolishly believed that DC comics were better than Marvel comics. But his defining childhood moment came one fateful summer day when he returned home from a garage sale with a vinyl copy of the Rolling Stones' Goats Head Soup. It was immediately confiscated and deemed satanic by a very overprotective mother (the inside gatefold photo of a severed goat head floating in a pot of soup sealed it). Simply throwing it away wasn’t good enough, so she melted the offending record on the hot black dashboard of the family AMC Gremlin while Curtice cried like a baby. Thankfully the embarrassment was contained to the 67 kids in the neighborhood who witnessed the bizarre tirade.

Through time, the emotional scars from that traumatic afternoon would heal. Perhaps a dangerous overreaction to the filtered upbringing, Curtice developed into a pop culture sponge that absorbed countless hours of bad television like Dance Fever, Fantasy Island, In Search Of…, and early HBO, which featured glorious nudity, overt swearing, and midget wrestling matches. You could only imagine what he’s like now.