Who’s thumbs are these?

Now what kind of thumb would live in a blog like this? An idle one we suspect. one that dallies over the space bar…anxious to iterate the distinction better words. unemployed thumbs, twiddling away in their boredom, waiting, awaiting the devils work.

The thumbs belong to a certain Daniel S Jones, he’d like to say esquire but he is just not that awesome. He owns a monocle but not a tophat, this is unfortunate and he is taking donations. A writer of a sort who is currently indulging in flights of fancy and fantasy, inspired by a recent patch of depression to get off his arse and stop sitting on his hands, and consequently his thumbs.  Born in 1987 this child of the nineties loves long self referential walks along metaphorical beaches and obscure commentary about thumbs, digits, fingers and all other things related to hands. It’s his gimmick.

You can email me at djones0823@gmail.com but please, only questions and pictures of thumbs. No more nudity.

If you’re of the twittering persuasion this proud idle thumb owner tweets out on djones0823, follow at your peril. Some scenes may be unsuitable for anyone.