Window

It has probably been said a thousand times since I am beginning a blog in 10,000 A.B. (anno bloggeri), but I had my reservations whether I wanted to open this window. I don't have any grand trip to immortalize; a cause to champion; celebrities to dissect; or any industry to explore. In its nascency, it's a rebuke of the viral and obnoxious Facebook phenomenon of social networking stream of consciousness. It's a rejection of "Sandy is eating a $5 dollar footlong," or "Barry is getting wasted," and the indomitable "Ashley is going to [nice restaurant]." Fuck you, Ashley, really. It's nice to get updates, but at least say something. I promise I will never tell you what I ate on my blog unless the item had some shock value, like trachea. It happened. I blame the Burmese. So at its heart, this is essentially a masturbatory exercise-in a metaphysical sense, I hope. My writing hasn't exactly Weird Scienced the clothes off of some piano player in some catyclismic electrical storm so if it came from anywhere, it would come from my end. That's not something I want to talk about. I do hope someone remembers that scene from Weird Science; it may have been my first on-screen nudity moment. A giant windstorm inside the house blows the clothes off this hot girl and shoots her out the chimney, where she lands in a pool outside of the house. Oh movies. But as my chances to find employment wane, along with my confidence that I am, in fact, at all employable, I hope that my creative energies continue to wax. As my good friend pointed out today, it's time like these where you marshal whatever you have to offer and put it out there, otherwise you're just wasting one of the rare moments in your life where you have nothing to lose-other than little dignity, which I rarely emerge with anyway. Those who know me can vouch for this eventuality. So if I lose a little face relating strange things I think about, or events my life I feel relevant or notable, as an alternative to dwelling in some unemployed hermitude, then so be it. I have low expectations for the intellectual depth of the whatever comes down the pipeline, but hopefully I can at least make someone laugh or become aware of something new or offbeat. Basically, I have a voice, a loud goofy one, and I don't mind opening this window so people can hear it. Enjoy.