Who the Hell is Cosmo Gazoo?
I’m the static in your feed. The glitch in your curated algorithm. The guy who didn’t wait for permission — and built it anyway.
I’m a hobo, artist, writer, humorist, technologist, entrepreneur, Dudeist Priest and outlaw. I create from deep in a dark remote forest of California, out of reach, far off the grid, Amid The Wild with my muse Zena Gazoo and a gaggle of crazy felines.
While the world argued over filters and fake outrage, I was digging tunnels under the internet’s foundation. I build rogue networks, haunted publishing houses, mutant merch empires, pirate radio ideas. Anything that smashes the glass and leaves fingerprints.
I’ve created and sold art, apparel, and other weirdness at Wimsical.com. I write unfiltered transmissions at Mindzerk.com, where I explore privacy, survival, occultism, freedom, and underground economies.
Back in the early 2000s, I co-founded a graphic t-shirt company called Crack Smoking Shirts. It was raw, it was banned, it went viral. That broke my brain free. I stopped asking for approval and started building like it all mattered. Because it does.
What I Believe
The old internet wasn’t a mistake — it was a miracle. Subcultures aren’t dead, they’re just hiding from algorithms. Creativity shouldn’t be polite. It should burn a hole in the screen.
I believe in building unsafe things. Broadcasting without permission. Resurrecting dead ideas and giving them fangs. Staying just dangerous enough to be interesting.
If you’re still reading, you’re not a tourist. You’re the kind of weirdo I build for. Let’s make something that’ll confuse future archaeologists.