Greetings, stranger, welcome. You may call me by my Nome de Plume, Mister Luke Bones. I am mostly a reader, coming to this site whenever i can't find any published work to entertain myself. I am an expert in greek mythology, Riddles and mind-games, a great appreciator of Shakespeare, and a person who could give Sherlock Holmes a run for his money were we to match wits.

I would still fail, of course, but i would be a worthy competitor.

I am trying to write much more on this site than my previous endeavors, considering that whenever i reread what i have written i mentally cringe and try to rewrite it. I have a tendency, however, to come up with scores of ideas for new stories and then simply forget. But No MORE! from now on i shall finish all my stories before publishing a word. Never again shall i leave something undone!

One more thing; if the person reading this enjoys Twilight, get off my page. get off and never return. However, if you enjoy making fun of twilight, welcome to the club, all haters welcome, nametags not included.

Here's some random quotes from the more PUBLIC media circut. i own nothing. Virtual high-5's if you can tell me where they came from. Books, tv, movies, the whole shebang.

“And what about that silent auction?”

“That was for equipment for the hearing impaired.”

“No one saw the irony in that?”

“There’s not been a gathering like this in our lifetime.”

“And I owe them all money.”

“Let me bring you up to speed. We know nothing. You are now up to speed.

“You know, in retrospect, I question the inclusion of a self-destruct button in the first place.”

“That smugness of yours really is an attractive quality.”

“Thank you. It was either that or get my hair highlighted. Smugness is easier to maintain.”

“At least he spent some time outdoors and got to meet some new people. It’s a pity most of them were trying to kill him.”

“I am your judge, executioner, jury, executioner, jailer, and if need be your executioner.”

“Um, you said executioner three times.”

“I like that part of the job.”

“Answers? What answers? I want to kill him, she wants to kill me, we all want to kill you.”

“I met one of your friends today.”

“Hmm?”

“Enemies.”

“Ooh, which one?”

“Something brought you here. Call it what you will, fate, destiny…”

“A horse.”

“Go. Live your dream.”

“I will.”

“Your dream stinks. I was talkin’ to her.”

“What are you?”

“I’m complicated.”

“I make metal. They eat metal. Should we have put this together sooner?”

“You think maybe we could’ve jumped in there before he blew up the building?”

“That would require knowing which one they were in.’

“Heh. Logic.”

“You’re mad!”

“Well that’s good, ‘cause if I wasn’t, this would probably never work.”