my third post, and oh, it's a doozy

hmm... so if this is supposed to be interesting to anyone other than myself
that could necessitate me... being the person who is solely responsible for
content here... to provide said content... instead of this, which is what they
accused keroac of... typing (subtle compliment here, pulled out of the dregs of
self-deprecation)

i mean, after all, i've got all sorts of things to say, i could tell you about my life,
my beliefs, the strange paranoia that occasionally grips me when i've been
outside, walking on a fall day, rolling the world under my feet as i stand in
stationary orbit, my every view-point has always been from the perspective
of the universe's center, at least the only universe i feel capable of claiming
i know...

hell yeah, and i could tell you about my childhood pets, Harold and Maude,
and yes they were named after the movie, that was my parents favorite..
shit, i can tell you about my parents, they are a trip... my mom especially,
and i can spend pages and pages of posts talking about that...
exes..
all those fucking books i read...
my favorite foods....
why i bought my american flag at wal-mart.....
i can explain my scars anecdotally... like the one right in the middle of my
noggin above the hair-line, i got that one head-butting a no-parking sign
after testing my resolve against the various intoxicants available to the
adventuresome in Connecticut bars..............

is that too obvious an indictment of self-centeredness or a naked plea
for people to get a kick out of me, and what the fuck is this??
self-referential metafiction?
aspirations to something as nifty as
'A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius'
by Dave Eggers?

so that's me...
self-referential,
anecdotal,
your local,
book review portal.

yeah always good to strain the rhyme, makes you look earnest

stream of nonsense

READ MY BLOG!!!! Blegh!!

because i got shit i need to say, and need to discuss ideas,
plus penning this random madness whenever the mood
strikes me...
i've got a couple other stories ready to go up,
and once my happy ass gets acquainted with my computator
like links and stuff!! yippee! links!!

yeah links, so you can go places other than this,
i see how you are ya shits!!!
no fuck off; i'm done talking to ya!

but please come back!