Martian says, "someone write a self-summary for me."
Erin says, "marty is a grumpy dictator-in-exile"
Erin says, "he likes wimminz, booze, and mass destruction"
Amy says to Martian, "Marty is a cheerfully crotchety alien dictator (in exile). He likes appletinis, things that glow, and nubile female flesh."
Amy can't really get past the booze or the women.
Amy says to Martian, "but you ARE crotchety. with style and panache."
What else is there to say? I'm a professional web engineer/developer. I've worked at Amazon.com and PopCap Games. I'm straight, poly, and into sci-fi. I own far more media than is reasonable, and more computers than is sane. I'm in multiple relationships of various seriousness, one of which involves a house. Anything else you want to know, it's probably easiest to message me; I'm happy to answer.
You can also find me as 'tithonium' on livejournal and twitter.
Tangentially, I'm getting a little irked with okcupid's constant grading down of the completeness of my profile. Do I really need to maintain yet another blog /here/, on a dating site? I have four others elsewhere. How does making up random crap to post here make me any more interesting to a potential suitress? I got bored answering increasingly inane and poorly written questions years ago (I had actually answered every question available, at one point), ditto with tests. The good ones aren't worth wading thru the bad ones to find anymore. So, yeah, I don't know. Maybe I'm just being crotchety.
I am idealistic, bitchy, and brilliant.