I was born July 26, 1983 in Tulsa OK. This is my first, and possibly last blog. We shall see.
Just know this, I love you for reading this far. Even if it was an accident clicking onto my blog, the fact that you have read to this 2nd paragraph shows that you have at least some consideration and desire to see what's going on with me.
I am happy. Please comment, indicating that at least one person cares about me blogging and perhaps there will be a second.
Until then, I will leave you with this impromptu prose poem about blogging. I promise I will not edit or delete anything I write, and this poem shall be in whatever original state I write it:
I love to type my life into an off-purple shaped box of self expression. My existence spewed out in a formatted vehicle of driven mind wanderings for my audience to attempt to decipher. My head is a jungle. My cognitions are ravenous monkeys armed with gun-powder filled bananas. The integrity of the server that hosts this blog may be in danger as I type my thought grenades into the world wide darkness. Stand fast! humming computer- be a fortress to my brain babblings. Why do I see in colors in shapes and not in feelings and meanings? If I could have a super power, a question asked me by curious novel acquaintances, it would be to no longer see a curvy Eve, but rather a person sized, tantalized taste bud, responding to a forbidden food. Close my eyes, oh purveyor of perceptions, to a chocolate frosted pastry- please, oh please, let me see a love handle in its place or perhaps a plate of clogged arteries. If I were Spiderman, this blog would be my radio-active spider bite. Blogs, you see, are an ancient art revamped for today's unending maze of illuminating profile style analysis'. May they (blogs) change our concept of the world and its digi-habitants to new creations, who see dogma instead of people and intentions instead of deceptions. May our blogality cultivate our real-world selves into wisdom-seekers, love believers, fellow grievers, and not deceivers. While the monkeys sleep, don't fear their bananas.
