So I’ve long been talking to myself. Many have overheard me over the years and chocked it up to my being “weird”. Well…this is where I get to broadcast all my weirdness.

So why blog? I’ve often debated whether blogging is a narcississtic blathering attempt to gain notoriety. I have found that this is a pretty “contemptuous” view of the world though. Why harbor any bizarre feelings about a person’s attempt to actualize their thoughts, ideas, discoveries, feelings and so on. Blogging is really not so different from “classic” writing; putting one’s thoughts to a more permanent medium than the air around you.

I’m just as important an anybody else. There’s no difference between someone that’s a rockstar and myself. I AM a rockstar. FUCK HUMILITY. Why cower in the corners of the world, watching in awe as the rest fly by in joyous happiness and praise. I am a glitter disco jumpsuit. I am jetset turbo elite. The world is mine for the taking – ripe with opportunity and successes.

A any rate, this is my self-obsessed “look at me” attempt to dislodge the gunk that flows through my head. Everybody needs to syndicate my words to otherworldly extent. All heed the technologic overlord!!! A red dawn is upon the world as you know it – I am set to take control; countdown initialized.

I am analog supremacy in digital form.

(I command thee to have a sense of humor!!!)