Newness and the firstness of blogging And mussings and verbosity.

It always seemed odd to me that people would gladly spill their guts about a digital forum: spreading freely information which would otherwise be held dear. I have experienced a certain willingness toward complete open-ness with complete strangers: either they judge you not or they judge you and matter not. Regardless. It does, however, seem to be somewhat cathartic (or however you spell that word that means simply 'good for your mental state.)

It is like a diary but more open. But I write this with no intended audiance. I am certain that soon I will send out the link and a few people will read it a few time but lets be honest: I will right first and foremost for myself.

I ought to be sad. I turned 21 102 minutes ago. I drank a bottle of champagne (the real stuff. From France. none of that Andres deliciousness and corruption). With my sister. Since then she has gone to bed and I am left to sleep on her leather couch. An interesting note: LEATHER IS MISERABLE! When you are hot, it makes you hotter. When cold, it is freezing. honestly sitting on the stretched skins of several dead cows in no way seems comfortable, or for that matter necessary. Regardless and back-to-the-task-at-hand. So I am twenty-one now and am sitting and witting the first entry in a blog that might see ten eyes total (that is 5 pair but counting me so really only 4 other people. ) In some way i feel like i should be out, slowly losing myself and mysanity in the pleasures of Bacchus. To be fair, my tolerance is not what it once was, but still a bottle of that sweet succulent nectar is insufficient to send me to the merry realm of Morpheus. I am conscious and of only a mildly-clouded mind. Regardless.

Welcome to my blog. There are several goals:

1) I hope to post musings I have on things. So vague...Better said (and in more coloquial english), 'i'll talk about whatever shit comes to me.' I think often but without thinking about thinking, my thoughts pass, like ignored dreams, into an oblivion of uselessness. (i must say writing in such a dramatic manner has a certain attraction, Oh if only I were of the Age of Dickens and writing heavy novels were a pleasure and a job!) So in order to preserve my thoughts (though admittedly they are often of middling quality or worse) i will place them on the infinitesimally large 'net.'

2) I want to put up the drawings I do. That will allow for both self critique and critique from others. Furthermore I hope it will help me identify certain trends within my own art and hopefully will give me insight into just what makes 'my' work 'mine.' But I have not high hopes. Truth be told I feel like right now I am doing some of my best technical work and I am a vain and narcisitic man who likes others to see what he does nicely.

3) I want to tell people things that nobody will listen to. I know this sounds surpassing odd but truth be told I don't expect readers and so I can say whatever I damn-well-please-thankyou-very-much. Herein lies the cathartic element of this 'blog.'

(come think of it i don't know why i used those half-assed quotation marks around 'blog [there they go again] maybe it is done in order to show my own lack of familiarity with the space, if certainly not the term.

But regardless, my few and infrequent guests:

I bid you welcome and make yourself at home. If nothing else, draw from this a moment's enjoyment at my expense. I don't know, and even if I did I would not mind.

Welcome.