Dear Reader,

I expect you have clicked on this expecting to read that I was born in a cornfield in the mid-1960s to a soap whittler and a stilt walker; that from there I was expelled for serial troublemaking from several Swiss finishing schools before being appointed as Senior Lecturer in Runeology at one of our more hallowed institutions, shortly after which I became the entrepreneurial giant towering over the internet that I am today.


But I grow weary of this elliptical genre, the modern (self) hagiography.

Since a picture speaks a thousand words, dear Reader, I offer you instead this picture of me on my latest travels through the Andes:



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