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About You!

We have compiled a profile of the average reedmaniac.com visitor and are sorry to say that you are probably a geek, nerd, or social misfit. You likely earn less than $14,500 per year, and there is a 12% chance that you have slept with Paul at some point (Only 4.6% of you will admit it). 3.14159% of you prefer pumpkin over apple. If trapped in a burning building, most of you would rescue your laptop before your wife and children, and at the last minute frantically ask the firefighters to grab your iPhone instead of the cat. Only 7% of you own a white dress shirt, and of that number, 96% haven’t worn it in the past five years. Two of you know Spock’s middle name, and six more of you think you do. 84% of you think Paul is an insufferably arrogant bastard, and can’t figure out why you like him anyway.



About Paul - Just the Facts, Ma'am

Paul is a rugged, 30 year old, Pacific Northwestern mountain man standing an imposing 6’1” and weighing in at a respectable 180 lbs. (Get to know him better and you will discover his other impressive measurements.) He hails from the midwest, but fled the premises at a suitably early age, so there may yet be hope. He has a degree in philosophy from Reed College, a luxurious mane a summer haircut of amazing shortness, and a sonic screwdriver in his back pocket. When not performing the myriad tasks demanded of a software developer, Paul enjoys chocolate, science fiction, exploring the outdoors, abusing his already overtaxed physique, or a combination of all of the above.



About this Site

My website is an online chronicle of thoughts, links, and various wanderings. It is an attempt to keep me interested and interesting. A search through the internet and life for meaning and purpose while keeping myself amused in the meantime.

Not all of the opinions written here are truly my own. I like to try new ones out. Roll them about in my brain and see what sticks. Not all of the humor here is meant to be funny. If you are ever offended by any of my writing, then that is your own prerogative. Please, do not think you can hold me responsible for your own reactions.