❝ The rain, the rain, the rain. You can't even hear it outside the window but still it's a sad thing. Rain, the grade school teachers say, makes the trees and flowers grow, but we're not trees and flowers, and so many grade school teachers are single. ❞

—Daniel Handler

Hello!

I am Sir Gibberish M. Beard, known by close friends as Gib or Giblet. I'm rather eccentric, but I love to talk to people, so don't hesitate to drop me a line.
I'd love to meet other strange, wonderful people. And a quick word of warning: liking penguins, cookies (along with cupcakes, muffins, and other baked goods), t-shirts for shows you've barely watched, and bands that no one has ever heard of does not make you "unique". It makes you common and aggravating. So if you'd like to talk to me, please keep in mind that I won't put up with those shenanigans.

As for me, I have a strong fixation with the 1950s, Nazis, diseases, and topics related to gender or sexuality. I greatly enjoy cinema, even more than I love books. I believe in doing what you want to, when you want to, no matter how bratty or stubborn it makes you seem. After all, it's your life—live it the way you want to with everything you've got! That's my one goal, by the way: to be happy.

My hobbies include drawing, writing, reading, sewing, baking, gardening, photographing, acting, building. I like the letters "P", "O", and "I", but I don't like taxidermy. My favourite colour is red and my favorite food is peaches. My love of rats goes a long way back, even before I developed a fondness for Crispin Glover. Anything else you're curious about, just ask.

But enough about me; I want to learn about you. So come on down, don't be shy. I'd be delighted to hear from you.

Most Passionately and Sincerely,

Sir G.M. Beard