| Gender | Male |
|---|---|
| Industry | Communications or Media |
| Occupation | Whatever Gotham Needs Me To Be |
| Location | Havertown, PA, United States |
| Introduction | Perry Block has lived a life of which most others can only dream. Although we don't know who these "most others" might be, it's clear their dreams have to be about as exciting as being President of the Justin Bieber Fan Club at the Abe Vigoda Home for Very, Very Old Jews. In his one action-packed lifetime, Perry has been a rugged, briny sea-faring guy; a hunky dude given to slamming his right fist into his left palm while exclaiming "caution be damned, innocent lives are at stake!"(although frankly he has always missed his left palm); and a world class professional yodeler known for a killer "YO-DEL" but a generally undistinguished "LAY-HE-HOO!" He has succeeded in virtually every sphere of human endeavor, but failed miserably in the rectangular and triangular ones. In his private life, Perry spends most of his time fantasizing he has a private life. He is the proud father of Brian Block, age 23, and Brandon Block, who's 18. He regrets not having more children so he could have alliterated their names as well. As he reaches those golden Nouveau Old years, Perry says that he has no regrets. How could he? He's forgotten them all. |
| Interests | Stock in companies run exclusively by CEOs named "Bertie", mutual funds for whom the feeling wasn't mutual, and some oil (hair oil that is), ... Oh you mean those kind of interests!? |
| Favorite Movies | Anything in the Godzilla or Mothra series, especially films in which Raymond Burr and Godzilla work together. What chemistry! |
| Favorite Music | I like virtually all kinds of music, and I mean even including Gregorian Chants and the Archie Bell & the Drells from Houston Texas Songbook, but I can't stand that god-damned ABBA!!! |
| Favorite Books | "I'm OK You're OK --- Unless You're Perry Block" |
What I hope might pass for a profound thought: "One wonders: if technology had advanced more rapidly throughout world history, would we today be reading "The Complete Twitterings of William Shakespeare," Walt Whitman's "Tweets of Grass," and "Ernest Borgnine: A Life in Tweets?" One wonders. One has too much time on one's hands."
