Well shit...here it goes. Another self-righteous turd (web-LOG) floating about in cyberspace. What makes me think that people will actually read this babbling script of constant incoherency. Who will grasp on to my 4 A.M. rants with little or no literary value and consider it a ray of hope or perhaps even a let out the tiniest rabid chuckle? - I fear the soul who does relate to such sludge. But if you do-pleased to meet you welcome, pull up a chair, light one up and hang on. But C'mon do you really think I'll try and numb thy reader with my daily failures, with what I had for breakfast, or how about that really cool concert I caught last week starring some pretentious local band I'll forget about next year, or what about that party I went to on Saturday night where I got really screwed up and stapled my tongue to the record player trying to sing Carmina Burana?! please! I wouldn't wish my mundane shortcomings on anybody. If I don't care -you won't care. I will try to fill this up with all the valid ponderings and rich musings that I can muster up. Life is cliche why waste your time with family circle clippings or pictures of half-naked college girls.
Well fuck, let's roll.
gonzo forever!