He can’t walk past a bookstore without going inside and buying something (he even spent a stretch working in one just for the employee discount). He is a terrible, terrible dancer, and should avoid karaoke at all costs (but doesn't). He loves science and skepticism and a good debate down in the pub. And he’s rumoured to be the second laziest bastard in the world (but he tries harder). He doesn’t give a damn who won the cricket or the rugby or the amateur curling, unless he has money on it (and he always does).
Also, he seems to have developed an annoying tendency to refer to himself in the third person. He’s wandering whether he should see someone about that.
Interests Reading Hiking Gambling (in a decent way, honest) Random acts of weirdness and insanity
Favorite Books Sigh. This could take a lot of thought...and that's not really my strong suit...
Favorite Authors In no particular order, and off the top of my head... * Neil Gaiman * Lord Dunsany * Janny Wurts * Lauren Beukes * Alan Moore * Jack Kirby
...Look, this could take a while. Why don't we come back to this later?
Favorite Movies This week? * Stranger Than Fiction * Transformers: The Movie (The 1980s animated one - no, really, it's awesome) * Dark City
Tune in next time and I promise you I'll tell you something different...
Favorite TV Shows Community Seinfeld Superhero SQUAD Batman: The Brave and the Bold
Usual caveats apply...
Favorite Music 3 artists that are next on my shuffled playlist * Tony Toni Tone * Beatenberg * Beethoven
A coward’s early steps on the road to enlightenment...through regular beatdowns.
As we get older, we tend to forget a lot of things. How to build the perfect pillow fort, say, or how much fun it can be to climb a tree. Or just how much getting punched can hurt See, for most of us, as we get older, we start to concentrate more on finding a job, making some money, keeping a job, buying some nice things, taking a break from the job, going on a little vacation. The older and more job-centric we get, the l...
Some days you dance for the amusement of a drone, while bemused puppies watch. These things happen.
It’s called Puppy Park for a reason. And today, that reason is obvious.There are canines of all kinds roaming around. English bulldogs and French bulldogs loping around lazily. A Jack Russell terrier is running around at a furious pace, a tiny brown-and-white blur nudging a kiddie soccer ball, growling at other dogs who want to join the fun. A gigantic golden retriever fighting to hold onto a huge plank while his little b...
But seriously. I miss you. But where are my presents?
todaylikeevery other day i failedi stumbledi faltered you seefor most of the dayI kept my mind busydodging from task to taskbusy little worker beedoing those thingsthat so often keep me fromfully dreaming of you but thenI remembered somethingmissinggave my mind a chanceto rest long enoughto happen upon traces of youdrifting through my mindalways wisps of youlingering like mistover my heartand there’s an achingand a longin...
