When I grow up, I want to be just like Jar-Jar Binks.

I like Twizzlers, the Alligator Bop, and my favorite drama movie is "Bloodsucking Freaks That Dress Just Like Your Mama".

..wait, that' s not true at all!

I'm a big fan of armchair theology and etymology; doubly-so for the etymology of the profane (EG: What's the origin of that horrible name that taxi-cab driver just called you?). Some of my favorites of that latter group include one that stems from Boadicea, and another that stems from a Yiddish term comparable to "My widdle schnookums".

I'm also insanely fond of espresso, custard, eggnog, and anything that manages to combine two of those three together.

If I could, I'd register politically as "Zen Socialist". If I could register philosophically, it'd be "Romantic", by the way. Not as in carriage rides and roses, but the 18th century close cousin to Transcendentalist (both of which are cousins to Gothic, surprisingly enough); Blake, Byron, Yeats and Keats and all that.

I regularly use the word "regularly", yet I loathe the way I say it. For some reason, I've yet to ween myself onto using "often" or "routinely", depending upon context (and the former lends itself to the Pirates of Penzance "often/orphan" joke, for bonus points).

As a child, I had the childhood dream of a general job in foodservice. The monkey's paw parable came true, and it is now an albatross about my neck (Two! Two! Two literary allusions for the price of one!)

I'm a little more fond of the Fibonacci sequence and ramifications thereof than anyone should really be.

I use the term "thereof" in regular conversation. Kind've sad, no?