Closed for the week…

Alright boys and girls,

In ten minutes I’ll be heading out for Narita with twice the limit in luggage, and the hugest smile I can summon to convince the employee to let me board without supplement (not an option, seeing how it would probably cost the price of a full ticket). Especially hard to smile when you have more grams of caffeine floating in your body than hours of sleep over the past two weeks, but if I can manage to freeze my muscles in the appropriate position, the twitching may complete the illusion.

Although I hear they have internet access in even the most remote Parisian neighbourhoods nowadays, you likely won’t hear from me until next Thursday, if then.

But I promise that, once the bitter taste of defeat and humiliation of having my ignorant ass handed over to me by my professors, subsides, I will be back and regaling you with the wondrous adventures of my final three months in Nipponland.

To keep you busy until then, here is what I have to offer:

Everything You’ve Always Wanted to Know About Dr. Dave, But Were Afraid to Ask…

I am sure all of you, my faithful readers, have many unanswered questions pertaining to the author of this site, sitting somewhere in the dark recesses of your mind while you read these lines…

How old is dr. Dave? What is dr. Dave’s favourite colour? Why the fuck does he keep writing “favour” and “colour”, yet spell it: “organize” ? How many billions sit on dr. Dave’s Cayman Islands bank account? What crème de jour does he use to keep this youthful looks about him, no matter what time of the day? Is he for real? Is he really that full of himself or is this just an elaborate act? What’s the answer to the ultimate question to life, the universe and everything? Mac or PC? Shaved or natural? Boxer or tighty-whities? Heroine or Cocaine? etc. etc.

Crucial existential questions indeed…

Well, wait no more: ask ahead, and in ten days, when I come back, I will personally post my reply to each and every question asked through the comment section or sent through the contact form.

Time for some transparence around here.


  1. Good luck in Paris, Dr Dave.

    My question: why the sudden urge for transparency? I quite like the mystery of the unknown genius. Or at least I did before I met the genius in person and you ceased to be a mystery….

    You should be careful, these things have a habit of biting you in the bum when you least expect it. Facts revealed on the net tend to float around and turn up at unfortunate moments. Like during interviews or during work meetings. I speak from personal experience here.

  2. Hmmm, Martine, thats interesting…. Id like to hear more about that!

    Dr. Dave, I’d like to know your underwear size, and your favourite number, and the number of different colours your hair has been.

  3. Well, my questions will be very practical and will aim of our mett to come.

    1/ what is yhour prefered meal?
    2/ what is your prefered beer.
    3/ do you like ice cream?

    I think this will do the trick.

  4. Dear Dr. Dave:

    How many licks *does* it take [Dr. Dave] to get to the Tootsie Roll center of a Tootsie Roll Pop?

  5. I thought someone else would ask, but i guess it’s down to me.

    Dr. Dave, I love the WP plugin mgr. plugin. Or rather, I loved it. Fiercely, and with a devotion like unto that which charitable organizations wish they could inculcate in the breasts of Oligarchs International. It rawked. Then it was taken from me, abruptly, and with little ceremony. My grieving has been long and the days dark, and my plugin versions grow outdated. Yes, time has done its part to mellow the pain, but there remains an emptiness in my administrative interface which only the WP Plugin Mgr can fill.

    Believing in your prophetic announcement of a second-coming, I have been waiting… is it too much for the faithful to ask for a sign? I BELIEVE in the resurrection and in plugin management everlasting, but it sure would be nice to know that it’s still on.

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