Roman

Well ... let's start with the basics about me. My name is Roman! I am 35 years old, born the 9th of August 1972 @ 5.14am. I have long blonde hair, blue eyes, and a beard. (Although the beard isn't as long as it used to be...
it's almost metrosexual now)
I live in the Dandenong Ranges (or Yarra Ranges) in the South Eastern suburbs of Victoria, Australia (not too far from Melbourne).
Infact I live just down the road from a little place called Sherbrooke Forest...
No! Smartass! NOT Sherwood Forest, SHERBROOKE... there's no fuckin Robin Hood here!
I play drums for shits and giggles...
Or at least I used to during the 90s in a band called:
m y s p a c e . c o m / C r 3 3 p i n J e s u s
Playing at places like the GB, Tote, Richmond Club, Thumpin Tum, Espy, Corner, Punters Club, Sarah Sands, Palace... Doing shows with bands like Powder Monkeys, Bored, Sunset Strip, Cosmic Psychos, Surfin Poohbars, Tumbleweed, Fridge, Brother Brick, Asteroid B-612, Seaweed Gorillas, Budd, Hellium, Rootbeer, Double Agents... and others that escape me.
Hmm, what else could you possibly want to know about me?
Guess I could touch on some places I've visited.
Signs like this make me want to go in and investigate.
Can't remember exactly where that was, somewhere one the way from Central Australia to the Northern Territory.
Everytime I've visited the more tropical parts of Australia, the experiences get somewhat lost in the blur of drugs and alcohol that's necessary to forget how stinky fucking hot it is.
My favorite continent to visit would have to be europe, just for the castles and history... oops, I mean family.
Small town rural germany where my parents came from, one of those lovely little towns where everyone seems to be related to each other somehow.
The province of Bavaria in Germany was kind of like stepping back in time, to a better place. Where food is hunted and killed fresh, beer is served with every meal, and alcohol is a necessity for warmth (and can be distilled from almost anything apparently).
Central France around the Allace area was beautiful. The old buildings, the landscape, the food and wine is all absolutely incredible... Shame about all the french people.
Prague and Czech Repbulic in general is pretty awesome. So nice to visit a european city and country that wasn't bombed to crap and rebuilt. And the women there!
Jumping Jesus H Christ on a Pogo Stick!
Never seen so many gorgeous people in the one city. Kept waiting for a tap on the shoulder from the Pretty Police...
"Excuse me Sir, you'll have to leave Prague now". (but said in a czech accent, with lots of spitting and throaty noises)
As you can clearly see...
I have a thing for castles and cathederals and other buildings and architecture of a historical nature.
No visit to europe is complete without the mandatory stopover in Amsterdam. But trust me, do it last, it's expensive... and there's a tendancy to get stuck there in a haze of sweet smoke and promiscuous women. (yay!)
(from Left to Right)
EH wagon, HK Manaro sedan, HR wagon, HR wagon, HR sedan
The Inner Suburbs of Melbourne... Northcote to be exact.
One of the places I used to crawl back to in the 90s.
Just FYI, those are old 1960's Aussie Holdens (GMh)
That's General Motors HOLDEN, for you yanks :)