I normally call my cyberself Deety but the obligatory six letter handle has forced me to have a name extension, which thankfully is less painful than some other forms of extensions which are being constantly offered to me via spam mail and popups these days.

I live in a small village in Italy, if you want a better idea of life here then try to imagine an Italian version of: The Last of the Summer Vino

• Babies Milk Travelled Well , The New Generation , Newtons's Rule of Hilltop Football , Geographically Underweight , The piazza is moving house , God Moves to Town , Peace is boring , The Economic Pied Piper , Sitting Apart , Heavingly House Restoration , A motorists Guide , Beating The Kids , Kids Christmas Lunch , The way to a mans heart is through his stomach , Medieval Fibre Optics , Potty Trained Young English Speaker , Female Sexual Tourism in a Tuscan Hilltop Town , WI-FI in Tuscan Hilltop Towns

I like all sorts of humour and have a weak spot for science fiction
Spock's Hot Date (1) 2 3 4
Scent of an Alien

A bit more about myself…
I have a beard and think mainly about, Money, Sex, Peace and Mushrooms

I wrote most of this stuff with the help of a special thinking software
One hell of a body (2) , Liquid origins of Man , Silent love making , Legs to nowhere , Airport pickup service , Second husband theory ,

Oh, yes and I sometimes hang around with someone very important

Ciao for now Deeety.

ps: The meaning of life is not 42