I dialled back my profile a bit - perhaps I'm getting old(?) I like tea, smoking, pharmacology, games and internet poop. I dispense sage wisdom whether I'm asked or not and am full of pointless anecdotes.
"...For every time you say club passwords like “Have a nice day” and “Weather’s awful today, eh?”, you yearn inside to say forbidden things like “Tell me something that makes you cry” or “What do you think deja vu is for?”. Face it, you even want to talk to that girl in the elevator. But what if that girl in the elevator (and the balding man who walks past your cubicle at work) are thinking the same thing? Who knows what you might learn from taking a chance on conversation with a stranger? "
- Timothy Leary