Where does any story begin? At the beginning, of course. It is hard to tell though, just where my story begins. I wonder just how much of what would become the story of my travels was in me from the moment of conception. The, sometimes reckless, spirit of adventure that would come to shape my life - just how much of it is hard-wired into my DNA. ( Read more... )

 Scars, of the physical variety, are an odd phenomenon. And in this vain and image obsessed world in which we live in, so often seen as disfigurements. I, however, have always seen the scars that litter my body as a map of my life. Perhaps this is just because being a man in possession of more scars than a bitter and acrimonious divorce, I just don ( Read more... )

 Hello my name is Adam and I'm an alcoholi...wait. Sorry, force of habit there; and well, I'm not very good with the whole concept of introducing myself. Indeed, if this were a party I'd be about to break the stilted awkward silence with some stone-cold conversation killer like “this room's quite rectangular isn't it?” Oh yes, I glide through the ( Read more... )

 And thus the LJ was brought out of its hibernation/stasis/retirement to enter this years LJ Idol, and this is a fuck-mothering post about it.
  Season 6