I shall try to define myself in a sentence with a pithy comment at the end:
I'm just an English bloke who lives in Canada after marrying a Canadian lady he met while living in Japan. Yeah, that old cliché.
This year’s gingerbread house was an accurate and frank depiction of the Occupy Movement’s North Pole contingent. Elves, angered at their year-round toil compared to the single-day efforts of their employer, were occupying the house of Santa, that Fat Cat One-Percenter who has GROWN FAT on the BLOOD and SWEAT OF THE WORKERS and who ACTIVELY CAMPAIGNS FOR MICHELE BACHMANN TO THIS DAY.