bring da motherfuckin' ruckus.

So just let me introduce myself. My name is Joel, pronounced Jo-el. Yo, ladies… oh, how I like to overestimate my own charm. And all the rappers in the top ten? Well, let’s just say I’ve been trying to get on that list for years. I’m Joel Beadles. I’m funny, charming, and somehow still convinced everyone is excited when I walk into the room.

I’m the kind of guy who assumes I’m the most interesting person there before anyone has had a chance to prove otherwise. It’s not arrogance if you’re usually right. I have strong opinions, a quick answer for almost everything, and an unfortunate tendency to think my first take is also the correct one. I’ve been wrong before. I just don’t remember when. I’m loyal to my friends and family, committed to having a good time, and generally willing to go along with whatever seems like a good idea at the time. Some of my best stories started that way. I’ve had my share of questionable moments. Nothing catastrophic, usually. Just enough questionable judgment and impeccable timing to keep my friends entertained for years. And honestly? That’s the brand. I have my fucking shit together, and I’m confident enough to know it’s entirely intentional. Love me, hate me, talk shit about me. Just spell my name right. JoelBeadles.com