Name: Roger Dafremen
Username Meaning: When I was 12 - 15 I was really
into Dune. My original online name back around 1981 (BBS's, DDial) was Roger The Fremen. I started signing things "Da Fremen." Soon it was dafremen. People started calling me daf and daffy and it's stuck ever since.
Age: I'm an immortal being currently residing in a wrinkled, gravity-battered meat puppet. (It's not as delicious as it sounds..even with slaw.) I'm hoping for a refurb come next lifetime.
Gender/Pronouns: male/he,hey!(you,dumbass,dipshit,dude,bro,daf etc.)
What You Do: I'm semi retired. That means after spending the adopted half of my childhood being plugged in and conditioned for "success", I stood up in the middle of my $42/hour engineering job at Caterpillar, saw nothing but a half mile of cubicles and fluorescent lights, recalled the movie Brazil and thought, "What the fuck am I doing here? I don't belong here." I gave my notice that day and told my wife. She left a couple of years after the money dried up. (The universe really had my back on that one.) Now I do odd jobs, write, grow weed and make music with a girl I love to death.
Favorite Music: I really hate this question. I grew up listening to early rap and speed/heavy metal, but prefer upbeat folk stuff these days. Here are some examples:
Likes: Words, words, words, Quake2, riding my 49cc bike, home brewing, growing..well anything, but mostly dope, fixing things on the cheap, inventing things out of junk, music, music, music and more music.
Pet Peeves: Being asked what my favorite song/band/music is. Manipulative people (Especially the people who get mad at you when you call them out on it. Mad at a brother because he didn't fall for your shit? Really? Note to self: WTF?!) On that note: People who smile while they exploit you and pretend like you're the asshole for calling them on their draining ways. Bullshitters. (When I say bullshitters, I distinguish them from tall tale tellers and people who are jut having fun with words. If there's no gain in it other than entertainment, then it's not really bullshit. It's theater.) Mean-spirited jokes. Overly dependent people. Ingrates. Judgmental people who don't know they're judgmental and the fact that I am one. The fact that I can't seem to stop talking. Even when I strained my chords. (They still haven't healed completely because it's so bad.)
Social Media: http://www.musicpage.com/penniless https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100009298995692
(I'm too old to know how to twitter, but I do have a telegraph in the kitchen if you want to keep me posted.)
(As a result of seeing smokii's photo, I'm currently sanding down the 4 foot pencil I keep by the door for emergency defense and writing "COP CLUBBER" on it in sharpie. Well played. Will post photos.)
Thanks for reading all of that.
Shit. Everyone left.