The Illustrious Mister Biased

About Me

on the nature of strength: when denied an outlet for something, one desires it more than anything else. when one has said outlet, it will languish and fall to the wayside. strength it seems is nowhere to be seen. we find it within ourselves at the most inoppertune moments, soldiering on because we know not what else to do.such is the nature of these things. we do what we can with what we have, and when we can no longer abide things, we rely on reserves that we were unaware that even existed. when those are exhausted, further reinforcements are called.

My Interests

games, live music, film, theater, philosiphizing on the nature of the universe and belly-buttons.

I'd like to meet:

anyone really. freindship is one of those nebulous things that can't really fit into any one container.

Music:

eccentric, at best. ranges from david bowie, to sepultura. also, most of the classics as well. Wagner, Schubert, Bach, and others.

Movies:

Lord of the Rings. The Matrix. Night Breed. Traffic. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Labrynth.

Television:

Law and Order. Malcom in the Middle. X-Files. The Tick.

Books:

The Great and Secret Show. Everville. Footfall. Galilee. American Gods. Jack the Bodiless. Planetary. Diamond Mask. Magnificat. The Discworld Series. The Mote in God's Eye. Ringworld.

Heroes:

Henry David Thoreau. Albert Einstein.

My Blog

[ressurection]

'We all thought you were dead,' had been the general consensus. of course, online, you drop off for a few days, and people start to worry. I had been gone for two thousand one hundred seventy-six hour...
Posted by The Illustrious Mister Biased on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

innocuously at first.

when i say "i miss you," i'm not really saying that any more. that phrase is carrying more than its share of weight now. soon the dam will crumble and let the tide in. it all starts innocuously at fir...
Posted by The Illustrious Mister Biased on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

silence tirade

your silence, it speaks to me louder and more clearly than your moans in my bed. if this is the way you wish things to be, so it shall be. the next morning while your fingers were still intwined with ...
Posted by The Illustrious Mister Biased on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

[self versus frost]

self versus frost. i had a dream that the frost had won it had taken over my very being, who i was and i sat there encased in my icy tomb but as the light had all but faded from my eyes a volca...
Posted by The Illustrious Mister Biased on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

[how to amaze and astound stupid people]

when i used to work at the petstore people would often ask: "is that real?" in reference to whatever animal had caught their eye, be it a sugar glider, ferret, chinchilla, caiman, snake, lizard, or ch...
Posted by The Illustrious Mister Biased on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

memory lane, part four.

i'm drinking blackberry brandy and hot tea with honey right now. it brings back such memories... last year for christmas or new years, after clearing my driveway, i walked down to my sister's house wi...
Posted by The Illustrious Mister Biased on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

and you.

and you, who would have me beleive that you're pefect? the pinnicale of human devolution? soulless like the rest of the drones? thoughtless, save for the buzzing in your head that's telling you there'...
Posted by The Illustrious Mister Biased on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

i'm raising an army.

one day, they'll look back and wonder how i managed to do it so quickly. they'll ask how, just how did the world fall before my knees just so quickly? how did the blockades fail? the secret to my succ...
Posted by The Illustrious Mister Biased on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

a small salvation.

It was growing light outside again. Cory couldn't remember how many times it had done that. Three? Four? Or was it seven? It didn't matter much at this point. There wasn't going to be anyone coming fo...
Posted by The Illustrious Mister Biased on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST