Ten Things.

Mr. Gara posted a "Ten Things You Didn't Know About Tom thing" at his blog. In the interests of glasnost and a good time, etc, I will attempt the same.

In no particular order:

1. I enjoy sitting and drinking in houses that are in the process of being demolished (ie, if the roof has been ripped off and left to sit overnight). For some reason I enjoy the thought that I and my horrible friends are the last people to sit and enjoy being in a location that had been home to decades of memories. One last drink and another piece of history goes to join the civilisations of the dust.

2. Aside from this weirdness, I have also spent a lot of time wandering around underground in Adelaide. "Draining" was a hobby of mine for quite a while.

3. I once woke up curled around a toilet bowl on the ground floor of a Tokyo hotel after a particularly hard night of drinking.

4. I still have two baby teeth in my mouth on my lower jaw. They are the fifth from the back on either side. I was also born missing wisdom teeth altogether.

5. I didn't get chicken pox until I was 17, but I got it real bad.

6. I was born blonde and with a full head of hair. Over the years my hair darkened to its current dark and rich colour (and will probably continue to do so until it goes black). My eyebrows, however, are still pretty much blonde.

7. I have built and destroyed an effigy of John Howard, because I dislike him so.

8. I have an older brother who looks creepily like me except he's disturbingly fit. He's a soldier in the British army and is pretty much an all-round fucker. Note: I often use insults as a kind of grudging compliment, for instance when I call Tristan an all-round fucker. Not so in this case. I don't thing particularly highly of my older brother, who I met a couple of times back in the day.

9. I used to have exceedingly long hair and an earring. I lost the earring when it was kicked out of my head at kung fu training, and I lost the hair a few years back in an incident involving an electric clipper and a carton of booze.

10. I cannot swim worth a damn. I can paddle, float and the like, but in choppy waters I rely on my faith in "Bob" to see me through.

I will never tell you anything else about me, you bastards.