Welcome all. This is my page on me. I first began writing this page moments before the great flood of 107bc (before Clive). It was a rustic and hazy day in the blistering Himalayan desert just south of the holmesglen society. The tyranny of the warlord and conquered Barbnetworkington had reigned over the lands for 7 thousand years and only through a whimsical chance did I survive the lectures that befell the Thursday afternoons. A contention was brought before me that one day I shall rule over the rural suburbs of melbourne but this was just dust blowing in the fruit bowl to me then, I never believed it. The only close followers I had at the time where Alister the Lightswitcher, Nathan the bike tamer, the wise orange balloon and Zacimus the bearer of beanies. Only these four would believe in my scriptures that I etched into the caves with ciggy butts. The Great Wise Orange Baloon approached me one day with the idea that we could rise up in numbers and with a triumphant effort we could complete the menial tasks set before us by the Tryrannical Networker, he truely believed it was possible. I immediately thought thou Orange Baloon was unaware of the location of his marbles; he had clearly lost his mind. But then this great idea was deliberated and brought to fruition by the other members of the team. The idea became more than the lucid tripping of balls and into a possible reality.