Dear Reader,

I am loquacious (read as: a bloody windbag) and I enjoy it to the fullest.  You have been warned.

I cannot promise You any kind of thematic cohesion on this blog. Thousands of themes keep mixing and shuffling freely in this head of mine.

Please allow me to use a metaphor: sometimes it’s all about patent Dr Martens dupes (Death to the brand! Especially when one cannot afford it, right?) Sometimes it’s about AK-47 assault rifles (widely known as the Kalashnikoffs.)

I listen to music. I read. I watch. I play video games. I process everything – although not necessarily in the same order.