Ah. Things nobody really cares to know about me, yet I will go ahead and type here anyway:
I notice the unremarkable.
I remark on the unremarkable.
I have an evil gnome named Harold who follows me about, causing chaos and disorder.
I collect photos of disturbing holiday decor at Christmastime.
I also collect photos of those disturbing statues you find at various places of business; most markedly at eateries, but not exclusively limited to that venue.
I have annoying curly hair.
I am one of those organic-eating, self-sufficiency-striving hippie types. But I don’t usually discuss that here, much.