In my free time I like to tobagin down the slopes of Mount Kilamanjaro while sampling some nice port from Christopher Creek. But most of my days are absorbed by my need to help the little people. And by little people I mean everyone shorter than me, which mean the NBA gets no love from me, but you.... you people.... you out there who need the skills of someone to help you get that bag of flour off the top shelf in the kitchen so that you can finish your cookies to give to street orphans in Bangladesh who's mothers have abandoned their children in favor of life working as an Iranian Supermodel.... you are the people I am trying to help. You. And why you might ask? Love? No. Pragmatism? No. In fact, I have no idea why I help you. But I do. And I must. So there I am.
Those are my interests in a nutshell. How did I get in this great big bloody nut shell? What shell has a nut like me? I know not. But for you, you the people I help, I will endeavour to discover. For you I would do anything. Anything without reason. Save maybe whale hunting or cheating on my taxes. Those are bad things.
Friendel.
People I can take pictures of while they are sleeping...
KanYe, Maroon 5, Nickel Creek, Nickelback, Nickel and Dime, I'd buy that for a Nickel, and 50 cent. Basically, anything with change in the title. And these guys are my hero's:
This guy too:
The Fog of War, Spiderman 2, Serenity, City of God, Pride and Prejudice (2005) and so on in that fashion
how jedi are you? :: by lawrie malen
Battlestar: Galactica .. .., Futurama, Firefly, Family Guy, ST:TNG, Angel, Buffy, and anything else that sounds dorky oh and
Freakanomics, The Backstage Handbook, Huck's Raft, Harry Potter, and anything that will increase my knowledge of anything
my Dad, John Wilson, and my friends who have tolerated my existence for so very long