Jason is a deeply troubled man, who has seen more than any soul needs to see. He grew up with two parents who barely cared enough to keep food on the table for him and his two brothers. With no parental influence and little help from anyone at school, his house turned into a free-for-all in which he and his brothers turned to increasingly nastier stunts to get back at the others for petty crimes. He spent 14 years in the squalid shack in the "wrong side of the tracks" neighborhood before someone noticed the bruises on his arm. He vehemently protested that they were from his parents, but the damage was done, and he and his brothers were removed into foster care. He hasn't seen his brothers since, and considers that good luck.

Now, Jason is a slightly maladjusted but overall healthy young man, who still has intense nightmares and a love affair with guns. He drinks heavily, and smokes, even though he knows it's terrible for you. He figures that you only live once, so why deprive yourself? Unfortunately, Melanie, who lives in the apartment next to him, does not share that sentiment, and in addition to obsessively stalking him, frequently yells at him for killing his liver and apparently, the whales.

He holds down a job as a bouncer for a nightclub, though he tends to drink more than some of the clubgoers. He tries hard to be a changed man, but with Whale Girl on one side of him and a teenage delinquent on the other, it's all he can do some nights not to shoot both of them. He manages his stress by blasting 90s grunge rock, much to the chagrin of those around him, and making cookies. Seriously. He has a chocolate addiction and he's not ashamed to admit it. Jason also looks after an alley cat named Elsie, who pretty much just hangs out in his doorway all day and scratches your face if you try to pet her. It's a wonder the man hasn't gone totally nuts.

The worst crime is faking it. -- Kurt Cobain