Who the hell am I?

My name is Tony Dymock. I'm 32, I'm ex-military, I've had heart surgery, I ride motorbikes, work in tech, and my entire apartment is voice-activated. You could say I'm the low-budget, high-octane version of Iron Man.

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I like long walks on the beach, candle-lit dinners, cocktails with little straw umbrellas, and pushing people's buttons. I dislike people who eat pizza with a knife and fork. Their existence makes me question the logical order of the universe.

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Welcome to my hole on the internet. Check out my ramblings (short and long-form, time permitted), see what I like, check out my freelance work, or just message me to tell me how much this website pisses you off.

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And yes, the Comic Sans is deliberate. 1995 is BACK baby, bring on the WordART!
 

All for the Gram