The Taste of Ink

Writing is an interesting thing. They say that people write because writing always expresses your emotions better than you ever could verbally. So I guess my incessant blogging is more of a homage to everyone that reads it, than mindless ranting. Yeah, I'll go with that.

It's incredible to me that so many people actually enjoy it though; Considering my senior newspaper/editing teacher told me I sucked. However, I'll take that for what it is. I was quite the stupid teenager my senior year. What with me being the head quarterback, and dating the lead cheerleader, I was pretty stuck up. Okay, so maybe that was only half true. I thought about playing football...once..in junior high, and my girlfriend wasn't head cheerleader. She was pretty cool though. Until she broke my heart like a really bad episode of Dawson's Creek.

Kidding, of course. It was more of a 7th Heaven type affair.

I just want people to know that I appreciate you reading this nonsense, and I hope that amongst the randomness you can pull out some sort of lesson from my failures and experiences. I know that I don't always write with a goal in mind, as you may have noticed by now. I kind of just sit here for hours staring at a blank screen, and it then it just happens. I'm like the Criss Angel of blogging. 

Now you don't see it, now you do. Seriously, I'm levitating right now. Trust me.

Life is an amazingly interesting journey. Where I am now is not where I ever would have expected to be even just a year ago. Much like a Mastercard commercial, "Stack of paper-1.25$, Uniball pen-1.00$, someone reading the useless junk you create with the previous items-priceless."

I love you guys. I apologize if sometimes these take you to the place where you end yelling, "what the 'F' David Blaine!"

But as long as your alive and care. I promise I will take you there.