With the occassional guest inquiry revolving around my choice of anonymity, in order to avoid making this “About” page defunct, here’s a little bit about me.. for there sure isn’t a lot..
I lay claim to being the most uninteresting man in the world.
I am the death of every party that I ever attended.
I once had an awkward moment when someone thought I was interesting enough to strike up a conversation.
And no, if I were to slap you in the face, you wouldn’t resist the urge to thank me for it. In fact, you would throw all caution to wind and proceed to whoop my ass, even if you happen to be a 10 year old kid.
I am the most uninteresting man in the world.
I don’t always drink H2O, but when I do, I prefer spring water.
Stay thirsty, my friends.
Say “Tweet” again!
Outside the contradiction of this blog, in keeping with the spirit of my uninterestingness and asocial behavior that I embrace so well, I have a fiendish disdain for social media outlets such as Facebook and Twitter. When it comes to Twitter, this contempt is so severe that I second Jules Winnfield in his reaction to the ridiculous “hystweria”..
Jules is trying, Ringo. He’s trying real hard to be the shepherd. But this whole Twitter-lution thing is really getting to him. All this talk of “tweeple” and “twiggits” and “tweekends” is unfamiliar to him. It makes him nervous. And when he gets nervous, he gets scared. And when he gets scared… that’s when mother ‘effers accidentally get shot.
Opulence, I don’t has it!
My goal in life is to make loads of money and get stinking rich.. as rich as this Russian mogul, so I can get myself that genetically engineered giraffe. For now.. Opulence.. I don’t has it, but this guy is my role model and this commercial one of the best ever made.
When I am not wallowing in my own uninterestingness, I have a general interest in sports, movies, music, travel, arts, and poetry and this blog is an outlet for thoughts and opinions around those transgressions.