Glimpse Into Madness

    Assuming you are really bored, assuming you've checked out all the rest of the site has to offer, assuming you enjoy the feeling of hitting your thumb with a hammer and the screech of nails on chalk boards, then, by all means, proceed. What follows is the most information you will get from the one who calls himself master of this domain, Bimblesnaff the Mad Goblin.

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A Face to the Fiend

    First of all, the basic fundamentals of just who I really am, or, as I tell it, a disappointment. My true identity is Shane Louis Cantu. I stand about 6'/6'1" and weigh in at a measly 120 lbs. That doesn't just make me freakishly skinny. Oh, my no. According to most medical weight/height charts, I fall off the bounds of thought possible combinations. I'm medically puzzlingly thing.

    My heritage is Italian/Mexican and Caucasian/Scottish. This leads to ... not really anything interesting. My hair is a dark brown and, since freed of grade school, has never been allowed to surpass the length of an inch. It typically ranges between bald and nearly bald, depending on how lazy I am in a given week. My eyes are a bland brown as well, making me visually unappealing. Toss in a light, unhealthy skin tone that refuses to pale beyond a certain point due to inherited pigment, and you get a very boring appearance.

    My head is gigantic quite misshapen, making me one of the many people who should not shave his head yet still does, but it's alright as I have big ugly feet to go along with it. Double teamed, both sides! I wear glasses, typically a straightforward, flat, plain wire frame. I have an Italian nose that doesn't really qualify as big but really stands out. Speaking of out, bones are sticking that all over. They can't be cushioned by flesh. Oh, my no. I come with sharp edges. If there wasn't already a reason to keep me away from small children, this should constitute it.

A Few Things

    I never had an interesting nickname that I didn't create. I began the internet and still use BeanyJoe, but that evolved into an NQH character and was changed out for another. At an old community I belonged to, and some others, I was known as Jackdaw. This, however, developed into the character Dead Man Jed, so that needed dropped. MadGoblin is the most familiar. It came about creating a two-column table that listed two sets of words of things I felt made a good company name. Out of them, MG stuck the best. That wouldn't last forever, however, as I wanted a name that would never be taken as by another again. That name turned out to be Bimblesnaff. Despite dropping names for one prior and external use, ol' 'Snaff was kept around since, oh, five others used the name. Apparently, that was the magic number.

    I grew up in Ohio, boring capital of the world. It couldn't have even been Cleveland, oh no. It was in Lorain county, slightly offset to the west of Cleve' and east of Toledo, meaning both major cities dodged this stink hole. Despite the sucking, I stayed rooted in this excuse for a state until twenty-four years old. My "education" came from one Clearview High School and the University of Toledo where I earned a Bachelor degree in Bioengineering (and a Minor in Chemistry to boot). It was these forsaken institutions that kept me in the system for far longer than needed. They apparently conspired, I swear. It'll be in the book I write never.

Personally

    I'm a good ol' fashion general nerd. I was geek before it was cheque. Video games, Saturday morning cartoons, actions figures: these all played an important part in my adolescence. While a birth in '83 didn't leave me much time to develop into a true '80s child, I had a brother older by four years. When very young, I had all that pop culture instilled upon me. Which, of course, that sucks. I didn't belong to the eighties and the early nineties sure didn't want me, so I was kinda tossed in a limbo. Luckily, I detest socializing, and the '90s blew hard, so it all worked out in the end.

    That being said, my interests are rather predictable: fantasy and science fiction. First off, Dungeons & Dragons baby! From Advanced 2.0 to v3.5, I love it all. It would be more but I... wasn't old enough to know any further back... Outside of that, there's always good old card games! Nothing says "I have too much time and money" than overpaying for little slips of multicolored paper. Hey, at least its perdy. My tastes, strangely, shy away from what would be expected. I tend to only like games that get canned and go unappreciated. Go figure. Things like Guardians by FPG, Magi-Nation from II, Dragon Storm from Black Dragon Press, and Dragon War from RAK Graphics. That stuff is good, especially the last one.

    I really wish I could say I had some favorite books or movies... but I don't. I'm horrible. I rarely see movies (comparatively) and my time to read is sparse. I mean, I could make it, sure, but why? I've never gotten to experience most classics or greats, just a few odds and ends now and then. Still, it gravitates to those two pockets of interest. Really, if it ain't a big ass dragon fighting a bio-tech robot from space, why should anyone care about it?

    I was born under the Zodiac of Virgo in the Year of the Boar. Not to agree with astronomy in any way, I am the most stunning and truest exemplar of these predestinations. It's almost frightening. Cut out any of the misplaced junk involving "charm" and a quick synopsis on those gives a pretty good synopsis on me. A loner, meticulous, a hard-ass, introvert, intellectual, and all around hard-to-get-alone-with jerk. Really, you could just sum it up with "a-hole", but the stretch is a bit more PG, right?

What's the Deal?

    Why did I do this? Well, I started this website back in the era of personal websites. There were no web logs or "spaces". Sickenly, the site started with a bunch of false direction. Its first real target was my crap-tastic fanatic fiction, "Lost Soul", and it just grew from there. More writing, more stories, more characters, more drawings, more madness. I always create, always have. I wish I just learned to flush that effort through here sooner. Comics, stories, artwork. The only way it could be more rewarding was if people actually looked at it. On second thought, that would blow. Most everything here is embarrassing. So, really, leave right now. C'mon. Get. Get! An' don't come back.

Closing Words

    And, lastly, I hate everything and everyone, all the time, always.

    'Cuz I'm a bastard. See ya in hell.

- Shane Cantu, the Mad Goblin

Last Modified - June 29th, 2008 | Established - May 27th, 2001