Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Like A Phoenix Rising From Arizona . . .

You know . . . given the fact that I’ve thought about starting up another blog on and off for the last year or so, you’d think that I would have come up with something earth-shattering to write about in my maiden post.

Of course, you would be incorrect.

So, whilst I continue to work off the keyboard rust – I’ll start off with a little bit about myself – both to introduce myself those who are reading me for the first time – and to refresh the memories of those of you who are coming over from my other site . . . and will subsequently be leaving shortly thereafter.

As I kind of just mentioned - this is my second attempt at blogging. My first blog ended after it indirectly cost me a shot at a job with a certain very popular racing organization in town. (I say indirectly, in that I really don’t think it had anything to do with it at all, other than it gave my shrew of a boss an excuse to get rid of me).

In any event, that mess, coupled with the myriad tasks associated with fatherhood, and – of course – finding a new job eventually put a crimp in my writing time and overall creativity, so I decided it was best that my site and I parted ways for the time being.

Now, some three and a half years later, enough time has passed that I’m ready – or so I think – to give this blogging thing another shot. May God have mercy on us all.

So, about me – I’m a late 30-something or other, married to a wonderful woman with two beautiful children, who – as far as I know – are mine. I will neither name them nor myself, for that matter, in this blog, since God-forbid I find myself in another situation where I’m at a job and some dopey twit who can’t come to terms with her attraction to me decides to get me fired because of some innocuous post about wanting to get hired full-time at the job I had already been working my ass off at for six months prior.

(Sorry, I ramble a bit when that topic comes up. Four years later - you think I'd be over it by now. But I digress . . .)

Anyhow, my family is great and they tolerate me more than any three people should have to – though it should be mentioned that the two children really don’t have much say in the matter – at least until they’re old enough to better understand what a lunatic their father is.

The best way to describe myself is that I’m a fairly conflicted person. I’m warm-hearted, but often angry; I’m mellow, but constantly stressed; I’m ambitious but lazy; I want friends, but am generally annoyed with most people. In other words, I’m pretty much a walking contradiction
I do have a Myspace page, but rarely if ever use it. I may finish it someday, but who knows? For the most part, I think that Myspace is the most annoying creation ever and I’m fairly certain that the guy who created it is the anti-Christ. Granted, I have no actual proof of this, mind you – but again – I’m fairly certain.

(That being said, the one thing I do find pretty cool about it is that, despite the fact that I’m practically never on my page and have made no effort at all to make friends with anyone except the three people I know who have pages, I regularly get 2 to 5 requests a week from these smoking hot chicks wanting me to add them to my friend list and inviting me to watch them and their equally hot friends on their web and shower cams. I mean, I’m a happily married man, so I would never take any of these ladies up on their offers, but still – I find it quite flattering).

Oh, yeah and I hate driving.

But I’ll get into that more down the road.

Trust me.

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