Hello

This is the first attempt I've ever done with something like this, so bear with me. I know most people do blogs with some sort of purpose in mind or cause they want to talk about but I'm really doing this for the hell of it. It might be fun to get my thoughts out and let others see what goes through my mind (it's scary at times!) Also this will give my poor wife a break from hearing me bitch all the time. So can this be considered a journal or diary of sorts? I guess so. Don't take too much meaning from the title that I've chosen. I read it in a magazine waaaaay back in 1993 that it was a preliminary title for a book and for some reason it's always stuck with me. I don't know why. I'm weird like that. At times it's hard for me to grasp my age (36) and that 1993 was 18 years ago. It just doesn't seem possible that I can remember 18 years ago so clearly. Actually, I can remember a lot longer ago than that clearly. I can vividly recall what 1984-1986 was like. Part of it is that I haven't let myself get old. I watch cartoons with my boys and laugh with them at the same parts. I still get a kick of out stupid parody movies like The Naked Gun, Airplane, and Hot Shots. I still think, after 20 yrs of reading, that Batman is the baddest motherfucker on the planet. He took down four white Martians that had powers equal to Superman. Don't let yourself get old too quickly. Save that for when you get....older. Embrace the things that make you laugh or bring back a fond memory not matter how silly other might think it is. I've got a Green Lantern tattoo on my leg and can quote all six Infinity Gems without even thinking about it. And people will always think that I'm 10 yrs younger than I really am. Enjoy life. It's the only one we get.

Cheers,
Steve