"Certain motherfuckers think they can fuck with my shit, but you can't kill the Rooster. You might can fuck him up some times, but, bitch, nobody kills the motherfucking Roster. You know what I'm saying?"
— David Sedaris (Me Talk Pretty One Day)
Here I am starting a damned blog.
I thought if fifty million other people can blog about what they are cooking, I can blog about what I'm 'cooking' too. Cooking up ideas, schemes and situations. Ohhh..and I have plenty of those 'situations.' They come up rather frequently.
Oh, not to switch the subject too much, but I've been warned TWICE.
By guess Who?..AJR He has warned me; to not write about depressing things, morbid things, things that will "bring the sados" around. He encouraged me to write about politics and world events...BORING..who wants to read about that?? When one can just pick up the newspaper (which is outdated at this point.) or click on Foxnews.com getting a fucking daily dose of depression that way??...no, no, NO..
.I replied that I didn't know what I was gonna write about, and I still don't. Nope, not one fucking clue. I think this first blog is a GOOD indication of what's to come--a shit load of NOTHING.
BUT. There is some hope about, that this blog will turn into something really cool, with loads of subscribers and readers..for nothing more than my literary needs.
I need to write and with that I need readers..I don't need ass kissers, or people pleasers, just causal readers that like to..well.."enter the dragon" lets just say..and experience my experience with their experience while feeling the whole experience in this huge experience oriented way.
I mean..that makes sense doesn't?
Yeahhh..I thought you would understand.
Until next time,