Hey there campers,
My oh my, how have you been? I've been worried sick! I was asked recently what the overarching theme of this blog was. In fact this question, it was posed to me not by someone I know but rather a Swede whom regularly reads my site because it "befuddles," him. To his reckoning my rants,although they strike him as interesting, lack both depth and coherency. Sound like anyone you know? I could not be more pleased. When I began this blog I suppose I did entertain certain flights of fancy regarding prolific and interesting things. With posts dedicated to some sort of centrality that would grant both this page and myself untold wealth and 'nassy. It would seem though, after several months that the wealth and the 'nassy are both still in the mail (my condolences women I'll be there soon) but the blog endures. Take that Sweden.
Which of course does beg the question, to what if anything, is this blog supposed to accomplish? Funny you should ask that reader. I guess I rarely ask myself that question and perhaps my blog reflects it. There is a saying older than me that reads something to the effect of "the reflection often mirrors its reflector," perhaps the fate of this blog was sealed the minute I touched finger to pad. That being said though, I really do enjoy the considerable freedom I have allowed myself on the html canvas. With no theme, but to glorify myself, I have the flexibility to do or say anything I want with no recourse, ex...
I RULE!!!!!!!
If you reading this your tuned in for ramblings and as I've said before, i do try to please.
This does though make two things imperative. One, that under no circumstances will there be any more substance to this blog. That I can promise you. Things discussed in this blog will have no more intrinsic value that my autograph, of that, I can assure you. Second is a bit more slippery. This component must remain intriguing to the reader. I often find myself wondering what exactly anyone wants to hear. I have reconciled it the following way. To begin I didn't know precisely why I started this blog (I'm sure you understand) but I did/do enjoy the half duplex of information and continue to keep it running. Much to the dismay of the arch-villains always trying to shut me down. You'd be surprised how persistent The Joker can be when he wants something. When something is of value to the author I think that is when it becomes of value to the reader and not a moment before, but that would be if I was trying to compose something of actual merit which is,crystal clearly, not the case here. Therefore, my textually driven farces will remain dedicated to nothing in particular in direct defiance of both Sweden and Slyvia Plath. The lighter the topic the better.
Make of it what you will. Your words can be your therapy as mine might or might not be to me. I'm not letting you that close. Something things you have to keep for yourself. For instance I really DID like the Devil Wears Prada, I'm sooo last year, and I did like Jodeci.
In regards to an actual post my day has been quite pleasant although it started with one of the mist intensely chaotic mornings that I have had in quite some time. Only after mornings like that do you appreciate why people can actually be uppity after a morning full of stressors. For a man wiser than myself it might make him appreciate his problems in scope and comparison to those of a man of similar age in Somalia, but alas I am fickle. At least for Comedy's sake.
Take care dear vigilantes I hope this post finds you well. As for advice, try getting over that fear of soap suds, live a little, pump it, just do it and take it the extreme.
Be Real.
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