John B (aka discarnate, discarn8, and various alternatives thereof) is himself, no more, no less. Some of the things this involves (but by no means all of them - we do need to worry about the proton death of this branch of surreality, after all) include dogs, way-out science, battering computers until they behave, battering users just because, battering coworkers for even less motive, battering sensibilities for no reason whatsoever, random acts of creativity/sanity/kindness/oddity, the commission of poesy, etcetera. He can be found in front of various computers which are usually located in the Upstate NY region (NO! not New York City!), behind the wheel on roads in the same general region, asleep, eating, and/or surrounded by Labrador Retrievers.

Contact John B here.