I admit to interest in nothing and no-one.
God. I'd give him SUCH a slap. Just kidding, there's clearly more than one and they'd all gang up on me. Bastards.
I create my own music via the gift of knee-slapping.
Filums.
Meh.
Just got into Glen Cook's Black Company series, via Steven Erikson's Malazan Book of the Fallen. Both are awesome. Anything literatural I do not (generally) approve of...although some books like Catch-22 rock. Margaret Atwood has proved the bane of my life. One of the banes of my life. 6 years ago. Still!
Superman? Nah kidding. Don't look up to anyone famous, they're all rubbish. All, you hear me?