Three Nicknames
- Webb
- "The Sir"
- Mister Knightly

Three Jobs I had in my Life
- Wal-Mart Cart Pusher
- Painter/Furniture Re-finisher
- Canadian Forces Officer

Three Places I have Lived
- Ottawa
- Peterborough
- Fredericton

Three Favorite Drinks
- Dr. Pepper
- Strongbow Cider
- White Port

Three TV Shows that I Watch- Top Gear ( Read more... )

Dear Grandpa ( Read more... )

I've always had a love for extremely different mock-documentary type movies, ala Ghostwatch and The Blair Witch, and combine that with the strange fascination I have with nuclear weapons and you get: Special Bulletin. This is a made for TV movie that chronicles the live-on air taking of a boat in the United States by home grown terrorists, with a ( Read more... )

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Yesterday was insult day, the day before was compliment day - today is awkward sexual come on day!
Comment to receive one.

Also today is hopefully Jeep day for me - or at very least new watch/shirt day.
What can I say? I love Ottawa.

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I have co-workers who are exactly like this.
No fooling.

Why not, eh? This homework theme about me seems to be interesting enough people so far that I should keep at it - and here goes part four, which I'm going to call my internal makeup. What the hell do I mean by that? I mean what makes me tick these days... and while there's a great more to that than I think I could say in one quick post, I've got a ( Read more... )

This post deals with frank discussion of sex, mostly involving yours truly - yeah, I'm lusty (duh) and have sex... if that makes me terrible, so be it. Nevertheless, if you don't want to think on such matters, don't follow the link - and you've been warned. There's probably some TMI in here too.
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About nine years ago when I was in school I was directed to (given my like of scary ghost stories, images and the like) the following production by the BBC called Ghostwatch. It predates Blair Witch by a few years, and is considered one of the first examples of subliminal mainstream ghost stories, which are done for creepiness rather than gore. ( Read more... )

See, these hamburgers that I make are like having a divine orgasm fired into my mouth.
That's right, I said it.
YUM.