Blog 1 (With a title that creative, you know it's good)...

Let me start by saying this: I don't like blogs. I don't read them, and I've definitely never written one. They've always been about as appealing to me as a "Women of 'The View'" bikini calendar--with the exception of Whoopi "Ms. July" Goldberg. Yum. In my opinion, blogs are the most arrogant forum for self-expression on the planet. Just the idea that any odd college kid (or ex-college kid) can post his thoughts with the idea that people care to read them is the pinnacle of douchebaggery. Lately, though, I've been encouraged to start up a blog. What can I say? I'm a pushover. I am, however, not nearly confident enough in myself to advertise my semi-tarded thoughts as "enlightening" or "insightful", like other blogs, so I'll just put it this way: I have nothing of much use to say. I've barely experienced life. I've not been through tough times. I mean, one time a car full of Latino gangsters threw a peach pit at me through a passing El Camino when I was visiting L.A., but that's about it. The truth is that I'm a 22 year old white boy from the suburbs who has it relatively easy. This is purely for entertainment (geez, even that sounds arrogant). If you get the smallest laugh out of this, then writing this blog has been a joy for me. If not, then hey--at least I kept you from internet poker-ing your daughter's college fund away. For now. And that is a beautiful thing. Read on...