My name is Brew Blamilton Blabney. I woke up one morning, the wind was breathing in and out. I felt the mist of the mountain on the naked part of my toes. As i walked out of my patagonian campos, the cold air consumed me. My earl grey's aroma danced out of my mug rising higher and higher. Looking to the south i noticed the cranes soaring over the icefield. i closed my eyes and joined them, my face becoming cold from the daydream. I opened my eyes to see you.
My Interests
I'd like to meet:
interesting, open-minded, curious, and very pretentious people...pretension makes me laugh...peter francis geracy, isaac asimov, and everyone on planet mars, venus, and neptune.
