So I was sitting here surfing the net a few minutes ago, when I heard the cat come in through his pet door. It took me a moment to realize that since the cat was purring contentedly on my lap at the time, it couldn't possibly be him coming in through the door. I did what I think any rational person would do: grabbed my camcorder and creeped quietly around the corner on my belly to videotape my unwelcome visitor.
The author lives in Vancouver, Washington, USA with his girlfriend and a menagerie of cats, rats, fish, birds, guinea pigs and robots.
Among other inanities, he strives to use investigative techniques to work young starlet breasts into every aspect of rational discourse -- focusing on the discourse, thus making it not perverted. Also, has recently begun a career as "Internet hairstylist."
He can be contacted via email and Jabber IM at 'firstname.lastname@example.org'. He likes to be contacted.
(All press inquiries, however, ought be directed towards the author's agent, Alistair Hoel, via email to email@example.com.)