A lurker no more…
My name is scott evil (all lowercase ;)) and I’m a boardaholic.
(Dopers, in unison: “Hi, scott.”)
I’m also a boredaholic. See, I have this job where they pay me to do hardly anything. Think Office Space - 15 minutes of work in a given week, sometimes less. More on that later.
I come to you a two-year veteran of a board a portion of which was made famous during the first run of “Survivor.” But you all seem to have so much more fun over here.
Anyway, I’m 29, I live in Montreal (yes, I know the notorious matt_mcl), and I’m a tech writer for some big high-tech company. And, oh yeah, I’m gay. Gonna make somethin’ of it? I like long walks, beautiful sunsets, and meaningful thoughts as the wind breezes through my flaxen hair.
Oh, hell, I don’t like any of those things. I’m lazy, I’m a total slacker, I smoke far too much and eat far too little. I’ve also been known to imbibe to excess on occasion. (OK, almost always.) My job is boring as hell most of the time, and I thank the sweet Lord every morning that we have web access, and that I’m good with the ALT+TAB maneouvre when I sense my boss is going to sneak up on me.
I like obscure disco (like, really obscure stuff) and it’s become my web radio obsession. I also adore Kate Bush and everything she’s ever done, alpha to omega. As someone once so eloquently put it, I’d buy a recording of her reciting her grocery list while gargling in the morning. I also have an obsesssion-type-thing for the Montreal metro (which is how I first met matt_mcl - through his kick-ass website). Dunno why, but there seem to be a lot of us metrophiles coming out of the woodwork…
I also enjoy ripping to shreds media whores who appear on reality TV shows - but I’ll save that for the aforementioned other board…
I studied music composition at McGill with a minor in Italian. I’ve written two musicals (well, the second one isn’t quite done) and started writing a third.
OK, I’m starting to bore even myself. :rolleyes:
Pics of me available on request, to the right bidder…
As the immortal Patsy Stone would say, “Right, cheers, thanks a lot.”