It may come as some surprise to those who knew me as a child or young adult that I got married in June of 2006. I know that the popular sentiment among the wise women of my family pegged me as a "bachelor for life". I'm not sure whether that was a comment on my personality, appearance, hygiene, or sexuality. Heh heh. I suppose that I could be insulted, but the opinions of the wise are frequently ignored, and that's what I've decided to do.

Before you ask, there are no plans for children any time soon. This is intended to keep you from asking. I respond to such questions with punching.

My wife and I have purchased a home in Lethbridge. This solves the problem of increasing rent and serves as an investment. Boo. That sounds suspiciously like responsible behaviour. My self-image is imploding.

Speaking of implosion, a huge arachnoid cyst in my brain has regrown, and is apparently crushing my terminally softened (and probably already dead) temporal lobe against the jagged interior of my skull. Joy. I have quit the Education program as a result (they don't like it when you choke and have seizures in the classroom). That leaves me twiddling my thumbs in Lethbridge, a position that I found myself in about eight years ago. Deja vu isn't as entertaining as you might think.