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About Me

Oh. You know. About what you'd expect.

My Interests

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Under the right circumstances I suspect I'd like to meet most people.

My Blog

The Ups and Downs of Owning a Super-Cat

Captain was a great cat.Im not saying that hes not a great cat now. He is.  Hes most definitely still a great cat. And now he has super-powers too, and thats a pretty cool addition to an already ...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Oct 2009 21:50:00 GMT

Missing Fabio Today.

Hey ya'll.So.  Fabio was born in Italy.  His parents were both Italian.  That's the only reason we allowed him to keep his name, and we didn't tease him too much for it.  Except for me.  He was short,...
Posted by on Wed, 26 Aug 2009 21:21:00 GMT

Just some questionnaire that tells everything about me.

Please answer the following questions as thoroughly and honestly as you can.  Then post immediately as a MySpace blog or bulletin.  If you do not do this everyone you care about will be hunted down ...
Posted by on Tue, 05 May 2009 20:50:00 GMT

What its like.

..............The Farm.  That's what they call ..Quantico.., or maybe it's what they call ....Langley.....  I don't know.  Maybe it's neither.  It doesn't matter.  I'm not at one of those farms.  Not ...
Posted by on Fri, 26 Dec 2008 20:32:00 GMT

July 29th debriefing - incomplete

----------------------------TOP SECRET--------------------The contents of this blog have been siezed by the Office of National Security.A freedom of information suit is pending.No further information...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Jul 2008 23:33:00 GMT

A quick note on how other peoples optimism sucks.

I just got off the phone with one of my very best friends.  He's somebody who can dispense advice without making you feel like a moron. And that made me think of how rare a trait that is. On Opra...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Jun 2008 06:45:00 GMT

The day Barack Obama told me to go fuck myself.

Anybody who knows me, and most people do, know two things about me. A.  I love Barack Obama.  I think he's the shit. and... B.  I'm a dead-beat-dad. When it comes to casual attire, I on...
Posted by on Wed, 18 Jun 2008 06:29:00 GMT

A shirt named Byron

I want to tell you about my shirt.  My shirt named "Byron." Byron is a mechanic's shirt.  Dark blue, short sleeved.  The name "Byron," is stitched across the left breast. I bought it ...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Jun 2008 08:26:00 GMT

Your mission... shlould you choose to accept it...

"The decision has been made.  You need to 'take care' of him."........"I can't!" I wailed.  "He's my best friend... he's always been my best friend... please don't ask me to do this. Anything but this...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Jun 2008 05:30:00 GMT

When first I met The Agency

You might wonder, as one does, just how early they get you.  How young is one when they get their hooks into you.  How innocent and how frail a human soul they seek to prey upon..... .. .. It will p...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Jun 2008 00:13:00 GMT