the disco strangler

Hi. I'm Benjamin. I like things.

• * Making lists.
• * Cnidaria, Acroporidae, Pomacanthidae and various other things pertaining to the combination of H..2..O and NaCl.
• * The way cities look over bodies of water at night.
• * The smell of the following: approaching rain, freshly cut grass, saltspray off of the ocean, rainforests, excess ozone left behind by lightning strikes, that smell left on pillows a few days after someone special was on them, etc.
• * Hair.
• * The universe.
• * Stationary.
• * Postcards from obscure locations.
• * The addition of a carbon source and yeast to water.
• * Random bullshit one could only hope to find in back-alley op-shops.
• * Profanity.
• * Irony and hyperbole.
• * Trying to find best fucking cake in the universe ever +1.
• * Walking barefoot in the rain with no real destination in mind.
• * Weather formations.
• * Statistics and factoids for even the most off-the-wall and bizarre topics, all to be delivered in the most untimely of manners.
• * Walking around at night time in the late spring where the air is crisp and the possibilities of the evening always seem to feel endless.
• * Being cuddled up under mink blankets, even when it's literally like a bajillion degrees outside.
• * Campfire cooking.
• * People letting me be in front, figuratively and literally.
• * Some other bollocks which you probably don't care about.

I'm an aficionado of the abstract and conceptually rich aspects of our existence. I want to discover the deepest secrets of our being here, and I want to explore the most seemingly inconsequential components of the world around us.

Ask me something. Seriously. Being asked things, actual things (not just the simple, do you have any siblings and that kind of thing), is without a doubt one of the most exhilarating experiences I've found. There's no better way to get to know somebody than by the questions that they ask you.