I'm working on getting some of my stuff published. I've been posting my stories on tumblr (kevinisyourfriend.tumblr.com) so I can gauge interest in my stuff before making a deeper plunge. It's going well so far!

Favorite Movie: Scott Pilgrim

Favorite Show: Breaking Bad

Favorite Book:I love old sherlock holmes stories. Harry Potter is an obvious classic. I've been really getting into Neil Gaiman lately. Right now I'm reading Waiter Rant.

Favorite Game: The Ratchet and Clank series (literally any of them)

I have a cute cat named Ratchet who is awesome.

One time, in third grade, we were reading some terrible story that took place in colonial America. At a certain point in the story, it was mentioned how travelers used "buffalo chips" to help start fires on cold nights. Because Third Grade Kevin is only marginally more retarded than Current Kevin, I decided to act like I knew what I was talking about by saying that I had totally tried buffalo chips before, and although they were delicious, they were mildly spicy.

My teacher then asked the class if we knew what buffalo chips were, and half the class turned and looked at me. I froze.

"Well...they're like...potato chips...right?"

My teacher, Mrs. Brown, who I cannot stress enough was an absolute raging bitch, said nothing to me, because it was clearly dawning on her how retarded I was. The rest of the class looked at her, and back at me, and back at her. I shrunk quietly into my seat.

"Buffalo chips is a term for cow poop."

And that was the day my childhood died.