/whois Thomas

...sorry, IRC humor.
updating again.. cause I'm doing that whole updaty thing on the page in general. New stuff will be in red, cause I'm lazy and ... something still

Well, eventually I might get a pic of myself online, the most recent one I have of me is the one on my gun licence, and it's not exactly a great pic, and for some reason, I seem to have a wierd, almost maniacal grin. I don't like pictures of myself that much either, and my eyes always flare bright red in the picture. Expect some procrastination on this one. :D

Yes I ACTUALLY got a few online. Actually like 10, cause I got a scanner and webcam December 2000. Check out a few of me and my relatives at this small album of pics that I threw together. And no, none of them are really new... the Dalnet #vancouver webpage has the only really recent one of me. Look under AOP, Hatch`.

So, what the frag can I talk about, huh? This is going to be one of two spots on the page where there is no real pre-defined point. Well, point maybe, but no direction for sure. I lack direction. The second thing will come later, I'm still working on it, it's long, rambling and semi rant-ish in spots. It happens when I get bored and can't think of a good plotline for a story.

Vital stuff;

Real Name: Thomas Edward Holmes

Age/Weight and physical crap: 23. I have successfully passed into the "21-45" box on government forms. I'm a bit over 5 foot 9, I have grey-blue eyes, I weigh around 177. I also have five piercings now. Navel, two through the left earlobe, one throug the right, and one about midway up my right ear also.

Marital Status: Not married, not dating. Wants to get married some day, wants kids.

I'm generally quiet, I'm pretty shy around people for quite a while before I really open up. Unless I've been drinking. I don't drink much anymore. I'm a nice guy, people tell me sometimes I spend too much time doing things for others, I don't mind though, I like doing it. Mean people suck.

Less than vital stuff..

From: Burnaby. Well, Surrey actually, but I have no real conscious memory of living there, though as fas as I know, I lived there until I was 6 or 7. Both are suburbs of Vancouver, or, back then they were, now they're both part of the amorphous mass that is the GVRD (Greater Vancouver Regional District. Lame name. ^_^ ). You can only tell the borders when you drive past those little signs with the provincial seal and the "Welcome to Delta," on one side, and "You are now leaving Surrey, please come again." On the other. I live on the east edge of Coquitlam now, yes, basically my entire family (including my mom, who said she would never live in Coquitlam, cause it's so "far" out of town) live in Coquitlam now.

Religion: None, officially. Raised christian, but it's been a long time since I've gone to church. I don't really actively practice any religion, though in the course of many years either in boredom or in an effort to learn more about myself or people in general, I've studied several of them, and I guess I have to say, if I ever returned to religion, the one that lies closest along the path that I believe now, is either the old Druidic traditions(spirits of nature and elemental forces and all that, the stuff that people like to associate with witchcraft and of that ilk.), or that of the varied North American Indians, as I belive in no all powerful gods who can make man tremble at their feet. I've killed dragons, and seen that Squire of Gothos episode of the old Trek, so go try and frighten someone else, god-boy.

Job: Well, if asked, I say Driver, even though I'm most experienced at pumping gas and being nice to people who are stupid, angry, arrogant, or random combinations of those, and I don't actually _have_ a job right now anyways. Life sucks, I need a helmet. As of May 15th, 2000, I'll be an employee of Chrysler Canada. Yay I quit Chrysler, and yay, I'm unemployed again... (ohh, go me...) It sucked ass there anyway, Shane was a supreme asshole. And if his wife is reading, dude, he cheats on you. Wise up. I'm now officially insane. Or unstable. Something. Basically right now the government pays me for as I see it, not going nuts and killing a bunch of taxpayers. My med file now says schizophrenia (still not convinced, either), and I get to be on some mad-powerful antipsychotics.

Ultimate Job: I'd wound someone (not something I'd even maim for, well, unless I didn't like them anyways) for a job as a game writer or design consultant at FASA SR division. Get all that Shadowrun crap that I've written published. Hell, even writing freelance novels for SR or Battletech..... *drool*

Hobbies(or, other stuff I do): Again, I find I have a lot of free time. Oddly I spend a lot of it on ICQ/mIRC talking to people I know and will probably never meet aside from those wierdos on Dalnet #vancouver who I every other blue moon hang out with at a party.
I finally sold my Camaro. And yes, I miss her. I have an 85 Caprice Classic now, so I can drive around and freak out people who are jumpy about cops. But there's nothing really that needs fixing on it, so I can't really fiddle. And of course I still spend craploads of time on d&d, now with 3rd edition, for my friday night games, though I've cut back cause I don't DM for any Ex-Villagers anymore, but I've done a bit of work on my old SR/Battletech stuff. It all fills in the time, which I have to do a lot cause I'm avoiding life, so says Jennifer.
I also occasionally go places and do things(freaky, huh? My family always gets so freakin nosy when I wear something other than jeans and go out, and so I play up my mysterious side and really try and goad them. So I'm cruel, live with it.). No, I haven't stopped doing this. Sue me! I actually like looking nice, even if my socially dysfunctional self doesn't actually have anywhere to go.

Some stuff I'd like to do some day: Prove that that damned wierd star I see isn't a star. It's something else, I swear. It shimmers wrong, and with colors that are wrong. It's a geo-synch weather sattelite. Shut up.
And see a alien.
And kill that alien. Either come out and let us see you, or piss the frag off. I'm tired of you guys only letting drunks and hicks see you, stop goofing off, because I know you're doing it just to play some twisted mind-game with us, you sick freaks.
Move to Seattle. What? Shutup. I just want to, it's like Vancouver, but I like their gun laws better than Canada's. And Pike Place is fun, and I (for some reason that I couldn't possibly imagine) really know the city.
Plan and do the "perfect bank robbery." It's just something I think I can do, given time. I'm obsessive, patient, exacting and clever. And extremely shy and mostly modest, go away before you scare me. I think I can do it. Actually, I know I can, I'm just like that with certain things.
Go to Ireland and find the tower of Fintann MacCariel. I wanna know where it is. Great mage of the people of Danaan. And while I'm there, I'll go and solve the mystery of Stonehenge, for those people who haven't gotten it yet.
Own a 1967 Camaro Z28 RS. First year of the Camaro, only 607 RS Z28's were built that year, and it's one of the fastest true stock cars.

Things I like: (like you care)

Movies: The Mad Max series and other Mel movies, Trek VI, and pretty much every Patrick Swayze, Bruce Willis, and CYF movie made. Dune, a lot of Christian Slater stuff, Lost Boys, Army of Darkness!! (Bruce is just cool.) Alec Baldwin stuff. Pachino and Deniro. Space Balls and other Mel Brooks stuff. Mel Brooks is just cool.

Musical stuff: Well, I never give a good answer for this. I listen to a lot of country music, but I grew up on late 70's-early 80's rock, so I like that and the new "alternative" music (strangely, "alternative" is a lot like old rock.), Blink 182, Matchbox 20, Templar (one seriously kickass band), stuff like that. Guitar rock with a heavy beat, especially while driving, is pretty much the best. Rob Zombie is kickass driving music. Sometimes I just wanna go start a high speed chase because it'd be good musical accompanyment for it.

Books: Sci-fi/fantasy stuff, really. Mostly FASA Shadowrun and Battletech books. William Gibson, all of his books. Trinity Vector, by Steve Perry, Blue Limbo by Terence Green, and Inhuman Beings by Jerry Carroll are three of the best I've read in the last year. They are VERY good. Mostly near-future stories. I have but five books that are not really the type I normally read. The Chrysalids, a book I read for grade 10 english, and still have. Post Appocalyptic story, radiation still blankets most of the world. About kids who develop mental abilities and are drawn to the last place where present civilization survived. The Singing Stone, which I read in grade 11 english, and still have. A story about the ancient Celts and Druids, set in Inis Fail (old Ireland), around 1500 BC. Kickass book. And the three books (so far), by Sarah Lovett. She's awesome. Her books are semi-autobiographical, but not quite.

Food: Chicken, pizza. Dead cow, in different forms. Chinese food, the westernized gaijin version. ^_^ Brocolli. Yeah, I like brocolli.

Drinks: Coke, chocolate milk. Uhh... well, I don't drink much else. I don't like to drink much, looong (and wierd, and stupid) story. Ask and I might tell it if you're lucky. Less than ten people know this story. It doesn't get told often. ^_^ so I don't have a favorite drink, though I'm slightly partial to Rye, but not really... Vodka shots are bad, I won't do that on purpose again. (Actually, I do drink vodka still...) Beer smells wrong, and looks too much like the color of Mountain Dew (another wierd story. You get REALLY bored working in a full-serve gas station in the winter that just happens to be at the top of a big, looong hill. People who want in, just slide past anyways, so you goof off for 8 hours, because the boss won't bother coming, and when you work with Kelly, (or Dave), you end up doing some pretty wierd stuff.) for me to go near. :D

Sports: Bugger off. Sailing is techincally a sport. I do that. I watch racing. There ain't no teams, and I don't like the big-name drivers. They only win because they know how and when to push someone into a wall so that the officials don't pull them out.

Other things I rather like:
Darkness, spring and fall (extreme temps bother me. Winter, snow makes driving suck, summer, my nose bleeds and my car overheats (for the same reason, actually. ^_^). American muscle cars, all the good stuff from 67 to almost the late 80's, with a few that extened beyond that. Cats, intelligent or creative people. Cars. Mysticism and magic.(use the force, Luke) Cars with 8 cylinders, and displace more than 240 cu/i. Four bangers and anything less than 160 cu/i just sucks, your car is too slow, or it's a high-revving piece of junk. (Yes, that is a Honda bash, with their high-bore short-stroke cylinders that produce shit for torque. (Hey guys, torque is what makes your car MOVE, not just horsepower) Ravens, wolves. The unexplained. Mysteries. Sharp stuff. Hope of future possibility. Things that go BOOM. The sea, oceans. Stars are so bright and clear on the sea at night. Lightning. Fire. The crimsons skies of sunrise.

I'm sorry, I couldn't resist the Force crack. :D Life, as in gaming, there is never an inappropriate time to randomly break out into a Star Wars or Monty Python bit.

Ni!

Things that annoy or otherwise cheese me off:
Stupid people. If you're stupid, go away, because if I'm not at work, my patience for dealing with you is very short. People who believe Elvis is alive. There's a 24' Elvis on the outside of a house near here. Let it go people, he's gone. People who write like ThIs Or ThInK tHaT tHeY'rE kEwL. That was big in the 80's with hackers and crackers, get lost you stupid wannabes. Oh, I hate wannabes to. My stepbrother is a wannabe ganger. What a freak. Idiots. People who believe that "world piece" (please stop telling me I spelled that wrong... it was from an essay one of my fellow students read to the class once, but when he wrote the title on the white board, he spelled it PIECE) will just happen. People who talk about the End of the World. Nothing that EVER happens, and nothing that humans can do will destroy this planet. Humans may die, or we may kill ourselves. We will end, the Earth will not. Human arrogance at work. Stupid idiots. People who don't signal. "Self-help" stuff. People who drive the exact same speed as the person right next to them on a otherwise totally empty road. Move over you tool! Daylight savings. What's wrong with you stupid farmers?!? Pick a time!!! Put it halfway in between and LEAVE it alone! It doesn't make a difference, the calendars are all friggin wrong anyways!

Ecky ecky ecky k-pang! Ni-wom.