Don’t ask me what my sign is, it’s not relevant. I am an atheist and skeptic, a carpenter and writer, a father and husband. If you must apply labels, use those.

I am a rational person, not prone to fits of emotion or flights of irrationality, yet one of my passions is fantasy literature. I read and write constantly: science fiction and fantasy, steampunk and horror. I play Dungeons and Dragons. A lot. I even write a little erotica, which I enjoy more than I care to admit.

For the past fifteen years I have worked as a carpenter, remodeling and restoring old homes, which I found immensely rewarding. Sadly, that chapter seems to have ended, and I now spend my days writing and caring for my home and children. This is also deeply satisfying.

I wish I could write like VanGogh painted, I wish I could love like Janice Joplin sang, and I wish I could see life once more through the eyes of a child.

Coffee deserves its own paragraph. I love good coffee and abhor bad. Coffee is meant to be savored and enjoyed, not rushed. I often rant about drive-through coffee shops. Coffee is also not a milkshake, and does not need to come in 20 oz of sickly sweet creamy over indulgence.

I cannot resist doughnuts. Ever.

I married my high school sweetheart, a spectacular woman whom I admire greatly. With all the changes we have made to our life and lifestyle, she has pushed her boundaries and comfort level far more than I. Together we have two little girls that are the most important, and most frustrating, things in my life. Other than friends. I do not make friends easily, but once I do, I am a friend for life. No matter what idiotic drama you bring, I will still love you because of, not in spite of, your flaws.

I am deeply offended by shredded cheese in a bag.

I have no tolerance for intolerance and bigotry. People who believe something without being able to explain why disgust me. I spend far too much time allowing myself to become enraged at how stupid people can be, especially when religion is involved. I revel in it, wallowing in the rage. Perhaps I simply enjoy feeling superior.

I enjoy spanking far more than I care to admit. I do not like being spanked.

I want to be a writer so badly that sometimes my teeth hurt. I want to be published. I want the validation, I want to share my stories. I want to add something to the art I love. I want to tell people that ‘I am a writer’.

I woo women with food.

I am a boob man, an ass man, and a leg man. I am a professional appreciator of the female body. I have an uncanny knack for getting girls at parties to show me their tits. I am a pervert, with an unhealthy obsession with girl on girl action. And I am completely harmless. My bark is far worse than my bite. I may ask to see your chest-weapons, I might make you the best cheesecake you have ever eaten, but at the end of the day, I am harmless.

Except when I am not.

Somewhere along the line, I have realized that I am capable of loving more than one person, and I guess this makes me polyamorous. I do not need more than one relationship, I have simply realized that I am capable of having them. My wife is enough for me. If I get to be with her the rest of my life, then I am a lucky man. We are no longer Unicorn Hunters, though our last Unicorn is still sort of with us. We have branched out, grown, gotten hurt, learned, and regretted   We take what life gives us and learn from the painful parts and enjoy the pleasurable moments.

This is our journey


7 Responses to “Myrddwn”

  1. Kasini January 2, 2011 at 10:39 pm #

    How did I not know that you are deeply offended by shredded cheese in a bag? How can you be offended by such a wonderful convenience food? Do I even know you? Should I admit that I exist on tortilla chips and (bagged, shredded) cheese when my kids aren’t home!?

  2. Myrddwn January 3, 2011 at 8:19 am #

    Shredded Cheese in a Bag is one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.
    It represents Unnecessary Laziness, it represents our society trading Quality, for Convenience(the other three are The Popularity of NASCAR, the Continuing Success of Brittany Spears, and -shudder- the most frightening of all, Sarah Palin for President)
    Did you know that the cheese content in those bags is actually less than in Real cheese? What do you think they do to the cheese to keep it fresh and not all clumped together? Soy and preservatives.
    No, that is not cheese you are eating, but plastic.
    How much time does it really take to shred a few ounces of cheese?
    Food is important, not just as fuel, but as an experience. And once you begin to make the choice to trade convenience for quality, you might as well eat from the Four American Food Groups: Yellow No 5, MSG, High Fructose Corn Syrup and Saturated Fat.

    • Kasini January 3, 2011 at 10:37 am #

      Humph. I’ll bet you’ve got a beef about biscuits in a cardboard tube, too. Go ahead, shit on my breakfast while you’re shitting on my shitty dinners…
      (at least I don’t feed it to the kids…)

      This is where I confess to a phobia: cheese graters. Too many knuckle shreds to be unafraid…

      • Myrddwn January 3, 2011 at 11:53 am #

        Yes, biscuits in a tube are the tool of the Horsemen of Shredded Cheese in a Bag.
        Hey, if you want to eat shitty food, then go ahead and eat shitty food.
        I happen to enjoy eating. I like food. I like good food.
        And taking the time to prepare a delicious, healthy meal for myself and my family does not really take that much time.
        Do any of you boys and girls out there in Bloggity Land have an opinion you would care to share? Don’t worry, Kasini promises to keep my rabid opinions in check.
        (how a sub think she can keep a Dom in check is another discussion entirely)

      • Kasini January 3, 2011 at 12:42 pm #

        you may be a dom, Mr Myrddwn, but you’re not MY dom… 🙂

        I agree that biscuits from a bag of flour and a stick of butter and other whole ingredients are much better tasting and better for you and not THAT much longer to make. But I also have to admit to at times falling for the seductive POP of those fake processed fake-flaky biscuits at times.

        And I think this blog is going to establish, pretty definitively, just how easy I am to seduce…

  3. Kurt March 12, 2011 at 8:13 pm #

    Fucking BRILLIANT!!! I love this site! and so, does My pooh-bear…

    • Myrddwn March 12, 2011 at 9:28 pm #

      Disclaimer: I know Kurt in real life, he is an old gaming buddy from college. And he is awesome.

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