Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery

In a shameless piece of copying, I've decided to start posting random odds and ends on a blog, dropping my two pennies into the Great Pit of Carkoon that is the internet. Maybe those random odds and ends will spend a thousand years digesting. As the title suggests, it'll probably become a repository of all things geeky, whether toy, cartoon or automotive related.

'Umbrella Graveyard' is the name of Mr Ben Brooks' emo-blog, from which I've drawn my inspiration/ruthlessly stolen the idea of. Except that mine will be much less emo (blogs are automatically a bit emo). Years ago Ben used to be my manager (before I started working for 'The Company'), but I like to think our relationship is now closer to one of equals. Or at least when I do something ethically ambiguous now, he doesn't have to consider sacking me. This was all back at what Jefferson 'A-Bomb' McDeath, Urban Destruction, Lord of the End Times used to euphemistically refer to as 'The Art Shop'. At least that's what he used to call it around women. In reality it was more a Games and Hobby Store / Daycare Centre / Nerd Cave (delete as applicable).

But I digress. I need a place to divert that pent up buffoonery when it all becomes too much pretending to be a sensible engineer during the day job. And I don't think it does much for career prospects capering, hooting and tooting through Project Hall 1.