Bare: Feet, Ass, and Hands.

Since I went through the trouble of signing up, I figured I might as well get some use out of this site. I'm really not a "blogger", but I am annoying like one. I'm not going to inform the one possible person reading this about every minute detail of my life. This is mostly a journal of stupid events that go on in my life because I'm droll, clumsy, well-mannered, and a downright fool. Running into parked cars, taking showers with my glasses on, and mental conversations that lead to my theories on life are the basis of this supposed blog. I want to look back on this in a few years living comfortably and laugh at my moronic 16 year old thought process. I'm not an interesting or noteworthy person by any means. (That is, however, a good thing; I'd have to be much more behaved and command respect if I were in a position of authority or high social status.) Perhaps,though, you will find some humor in my neverending quest for a future after junior college. Mistakes will be made, as is to be expected. The important part is to have fun. We have finally reached the goal of this whole spiel. Take everything said here with a gleam in the eye and a dash of paprika. Before I go, I would like to note my appreciation of feedback, but I do not anticipate getting any. No disappointments here.








On a significantly lighter and more hilarious note: