I am here, and this is now.
All other matters are open to debate.
...Actually, when you think about it, that's just stupid. But if you don't, it sounds cool and kinda meaningful in a Mayan Prophecy sort of way, so I'll just leave it at that.

This web-blog thing also wants me to post a self-portrait. I assume by that it means a good old fashioned photograph, because canvases make me look fat. Anyway, I'd love to oblige and be a lovable narcissist (after all, that's what mobile phone cameras are FOR), but I simply can't find a good picture. By which I mean one that has been appropriately photo-shopped to make me look like a six-foot-five muscle-bound Adonis and not, say, a five-foot something bespectacled monument to Indeterminate Ethnicity.
Tell you what, just imagine I look like Johnny Depp when he's playing someone vaguely healthy.
Or, if you prefer, Meryl Streep.


Oh, and just a heads-up to all you Conspiracy Nuts out there... I think the Number 4 is evil. No, really. Look it up.

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