The name. Yes, it's weird. It comes from this awesome dream I had once where I had what you'd have to call a Sleipnir infestation in my kitchen, with hordes of tiny 8-legged horses skittering under the fridge when I turned the kitchen light on. It was pretty awesome.
Disappointingly, there were no tiny Odins to go with them.
I'm at a funny point of my life in that I feel like I'm finally hitting my stride. Some shit has happened, as happens to all of us, but I feel like I'm like seven eighths of the way to being a functional adult and stuff. It's kind of cool.
Also, when possible, laughing, playing, and drinking whiskey.
Patting myself on the back for not just answering this question with a transcription of The Message by Grandmaster Flash.
Honest answer, I'm a pretty good at riding that line between bleeding-heart earnest and shank-you-in-the-ribs sarcasm. I'd say it's an art and not a science but that's a lie. There are equations and everything.
I'm an analytical thinker, a good counselor to my friends and loved ones, and I will positively go to the mat 100% for people I care about when the chips are down. I know everyone says that or thinks that (kind of like when we early 90's kids all universally assert we're great at mario kart) but I have iron-clad historical and documentary support for this.
My Genesis-era Phil Collins karaoke impression is a fucking barn-burner, for real.
Movies/shows: I have 4 TB of network storage at my place dedicated to archiving stuff I like. This could take a while. However I think it's fair to say that if you don't enjoy Rick and Morty even a little bit there's no hope for us. Because you're dead inside.
Music: I dunno, I don't listen to a lot of music these days and all my favourite bands are broken up. So this has largely been supplanted by...
Podcasts: A lot of them. Comedy, history, kind of all over the place. If you're the kind of person who hears the premise behind The Worst Idea of All Time and thinks it has legs, we'll get on just dandy.
Food: What's on special? j/k I don't care just feed me whatever. HAVING SAID THAT I am a very skilled cook, up to a certain point on the time/effort curve. I've got about 5-10 'stunt' dishes I can prepare that are sure to impress but it's often not worth it because while I love good food, I'm fundamentally easy to please. If you're vegetarian or vegan, I salute you, I do, because those are correct and progressive life choices. Unfortunately, I love steak and my 'stunt' dishes all rely on dead animals. Sorry. Just putting it out there.
Miscellaneous: You should probably know up front that I've got a serious chronic illness. Namely, I care in a deep, abiding, and pointless fashion about the Leafs. I guess, on balance, it's better than being a PCP addict or something. Not by a lot.
Despite being a real hardcore type-B low-key guy, I think way, way too hard about things I can't control but I'm getting better about it.
Wow I feel old now.