life of trevor

People who knew I was steampunk without being told: 0
People who knew what steampunk was: 1
People who understood my attempted explanations: maybe 2
People who thought I was Hellboy: 3

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If you’re selling donuts on the side of the road, I recommend advertising the price. If I see boxes of donuts and signs that say that the boxes do in fact contain donuts, and other signs that say that the donuts are for a wonderful cause, but with no indication of the cost, I’m probably [...]

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I was already sad enough that I could not spend St. Patrick’s Day with my friends. I rather like this particular holiday, and I happen to have several friends who share my affinity for greenness and Celticness.
Why has my sorrow increased? Well, you may think that today is St. Patrick’s Day. It is not. St. [...]

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Don’t you hate it when you really need to do something, but your mind won’t stop running amuck so you can just do it? I have a paper due in seven hours. I’d kind of like to sleep, too.

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On July 21st, the day of my sister’s wedding, I obtained two goldfish who had acted as a centerpiece at her reception. The first, Mr. Durley, lasted only a few days. The second, The White Lady, remained a faithful companion for many months.
At about 11:00 yesterday, March 4th, she began to show signs of illness. [...]

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If you should ever wish to make me feel like a complete fool, it is a rather simple undertaking. First, ask me to research a specific topic. Once that is accomplished, have me stand in front of a moderately-sized group of people. Finally, require that I disclose the fruits of my research to the aforementioned [...]

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The question was posed, “What do you expect from this trip?” Everyone had to answer the question. Most people seemed to

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I arrived in Greenville at one o’clock last night. I went to bed at around three, which is in keeping with my recent schedule. I was doing pretty good during break until

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My size, please. Oh. These are too small. Bigger. These fit. Wait; they do have hockey skates? I’ll take two. My shins are wobbly. Smaller, please. My size fits now.
I’m here with a lot of people, but some of the time I feel like I’m skating alone most of the time. Strange how that works. [...]

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Here’s one thing I did not manage to capture in my own pictures: Paul Meany doing a handstand jump thing on his Rhodes. After a few of those, he flipped all the way over it. That was the point in the show where equipment really started flying.
Combining the handstand jump thing with the amount of [...]

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