Growing up, I spent a healthy chunk of my weekend time (and time before and after school, and summer) picking up a sketchpad and watching cartoons, trying to teach myself how to draw everything I saw. I would imitate the cartoon voices and doodle away until my tiny brain couldn't stand it any more.
I took a couple life drawing classes, some cartooning ones, but mostly learned what I know by teaching myself, watching how others went about their work and a crazy amount of practice drawing whenever, whatever and whoever I could.
As time went on, I had to get a "normal" job, well normal jobs, and make some money for stupid things like eating. I worked with my pop setting tile when I was a kid, sauntered around in a bunch of record stores (Licorice Pizza, Sam Goody, Music Plus, Tower Records), worked incredibly briefly as an insurance fraud investigator (fun days peeing in a Big Gulp cup in the back of my car watching injured people build things and taping 'em), worked at a recording studio up in L.A. until the bullshit of it all finally broke me, sat dazed at a telephone survey place and spent some years working at an AV company too.
Then one day, sitting there, going over invoices for people that I couldn't stand any more, I decided it was time to break off and gamble on doing what I've loved my whole life, drawing, making music and making movies.
So now with a movie being released this year (Bloodsucka Jones), my old band back in full swing and the drawing gig slowly paying some bills here and there, things are going great!