A place for John to rant and rave about his passions: music, movies, literature, soccer, his strange attempts at writing (songs, poems, short stories, and now even books), and general mayhem.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
My dad sent me this link, and I am (as so often happens in my life) blown away. I would love to think that if I were to have my arms eaten by a vampire boar or something, that I would have the ingenuity, creativity, and dedication to find ways to enjoy the old hobbies I had before such a horrendous accident. Oh, and I hope that this man's arms weren't eaten by anything remotely vampirish or boarish.