Often the only weirdo at the dinner party. More often not invited to the dinner party at all.

I don’t know why I bothered to start a blog. I haven’t got any surprising opinions or profound insights, nor am I fighting for a cause. My life is in the mail, my guru of choice is Douglas Adams, and I can’t sing so I don’t. That is about the long and the short of it.

As for the blog’s name, no, I am not an insurgent in a civil war, I am a societal refugee trapped in suburbia. I’m waiting for the zombie apocalypse so I can do our neighbours in.