Me irl: Don Draper meets Mahatma Gandhi. They go grab a beer with Jason Staham. One thing leads to another and ... bam ...I'm the love child of that bizarrely attractive threesome. Half breed half Brit. Bleeding heart dreamer hell bent on changing the world. Dat flaneur though. Artist. Writer. Maker of questionable choices. Born salesman. Not so relucant leader. Restless wanderer.
Anyways, here's the deal: if I messaged you, I choo-choo-choose you. I'm pretty awesome, you're pretty awesome, let's go be awesome and attractive together.
espresso machine at work
The Lenovo is no mo! Hello Macbook Air! Lenovo, I'll always wuv you. (Odd that I have this much attachment to inanimate objects ...)
Dammit, Nate Silver figured this out. http://fivethirtyeight.com/features/what-the-fox-knows/