About Me
I've yet to get around to writing an actual 'About Me' page. However I did write the below during the '25 Things About Me' meme that happened across the social networks during 2009. Needless to say it's a little out of date (eg. that baby I couldn't wait to get into my arms became known as Stan), but other than that, things haven't changed much.
25 Things About Me
- I was born with one nut. So too was someone else in school. Strangely, he got loads of stick for it and I got none. I’m to old to care about it now so knock yourselves out. For the record, I’m now fully armed and operational in the man sack department. When I was a kid, I had an operation which rescued my stray ball.
- I’m a very shy person and it pains me to publish this list.
- I feel guilty over the daftest things. I remember as a kid, me and some friends broke some bird eggs by mistake. I think I went home and cried to my mum over it. I haven’t changed much, although I can hold back the tears better now.
- I’m really anal with copied media. I won’t watch copied films, I won’t listen to copied music. When I say “Oh, I’ve got that album!” I want that to mean I took the time to buy and own it. Nobody gets me where this is concerned.
- My folks never hit me as a kid. I was ruled by the word “disapointed”. To this day I still fear disapointing my folks.
- Glastonbury may only be on for 5 days a year, but its been home to so many highlights in my life.
- I love music in an indescribable way, but I’d still give it up to keep Becky
- As I get older, I’m appreciating family more and more.
- In certain ways I’m lazy. I think that ties in with my love of technology.
- On New Years eve this year I wore tights to keep warm in a very cold London (and as a joke with Becky). Ignoring the technicallities of it all, its probably the most liberating thing I’ve done to date. Including it in this list ranks 2nd. My cross-dressing days end their though.
- Contrary to the usual pattern, the older I’m getting, the more left wing I’m getting.
- Old people who whinge about young people annoy me. I don’t class myself as young, so its not a defensive thing.
- I’m classist in the sense that I’ll forgive someone who’s working class for doing something, but dispise someone who’s middle class for doing the same thing.
- The most exciting album I’ve heard in the past couple years is Of Montreal’s Skeletal Lamping. Prior to that it was Modest Mouse’s “Good News for People Who Like Bad News”. Finding the next one is what keeps me buying music week in, week out.
- I’m a news-junkie. For me, watching news is no longer watching other people’s lives. Its more like fiction where no-one really gets hurt (<Loud Homer Simson Whisper Voice>I realise they doooo</>). I think my junkie tendencies come from missing 9/11 take place live on TV. I don’t want to miss the next big event.
- I probably surf the net more on my Blackburry than I do my desktop or laptop. With that in mind I want an iPhone.
- I seem to do most of my thinking walking to and from work. If I did as much thinking sat at a keyboard, I’d have a frequently updated blog.
- After years of thinking, as it stands the tunes I want played at my funeral are Arcade Fire’s “My Body Is A Cage” and The Flaming Lips’ “Do You Realize?”. If I was pushed for a third – right here right now – I’d say Pixies’ “Monkey Gone To Heaven”. The title speaks for itself. Curse you all if it doesn’t happen. A bonus would be having Gogol Bordello’s “Gypsy Punk” album played at my wake, with people being in the right spirit to dance and drink to it. That only happens on TV though.
- I’ve probably spent more time in my life thinking about what songs to have played at my funeral than any other subject. I won’t even be there to witness it.
- The thing I love most about technology (ignoring the fact it saves me time and effort) are the possibilities it brings. It gets the creative juices flowing just thinking about it.
- At the time, I was the first person I knew who had the Internet. Dial-up and Amiga didn’t really do it justice. Firefox, it wasn’t.
- More often than not, I’m not overly fond of my job, but when its good I really enjoy it. I’ve never had that in any other job, so I think I’m on to a good thing.
- I now understand why the media keeps on barking on about young people having disposable income. I still don’t regret not saving mine when I had it, no matter what my mother says.
- I can’t wait to have my baby in my arms. Can’t explain why. Just cause.
- Despite what everyone says to me, the day will never come where I actually appreciate getting ID’ed. It also seems possible that the day will never come that I don’t get ID’ed.