1 post tagged “introduction”

I've always had a way with words. The silver tongue fairy was especially kind to me, albeit a bit stalled when I was younger. I've always had something to say, 2 cents to chime in with or some unique insight.

But now I'm here in this interweb thing. It's huge, vast: Gianormous, even. I'm sure everyone has said everything already, twice in some cases and even better than I could in a rare few instances.

So how come no one sees it or pays any attention to it?

We go about our lives hearing who talks the loudest, seeing who takes up the most space in front of us. It's not about right or wrong or anywhere in between. It's our attention that is craved, and what we give up all too willingly. We seem to be happiest when we're being spoon fed what the loudest media is dishing up at the time. We seem to have forgotten what it was like to go to bed still dressed in a bathing suit and flip-flops, just so we could be ready to play the next morning that much faster. We've forgotten that we wanted to be pirate, space faring animal wranglers who deliver mail and ice-cream (provided the ice-cream was endless and the mail was nothing but anticipated cereal premiums) when we grew up.

We've forgotten how to be ourselves, and now we mostly know what we should be... how we should fit...

That, my friends, is why beer is so popular. Only when we use alcohol to strip the veneer off the facade of adulthood can we get down to who we are. Only when utterly lubricated can we slip from these skins and be kids again.

Of course, some of us are lucky to have taken the other path. The path that avoided the complications and drudgery of adulthood. Call it Peter Pan Street, call it Immature Avenue, call it Denial Drive: I'm intimately familiar with the course and have maneuvered it deftly. Ergo, the whole alcohol thing seems silly: My tongue is free to form the words I want without it.

Those words, those ideas, are what I hope to bring to this virtual table. Unabashed, unadulterated, uncompromising and undeniably mine. Toes may inadvertantly be stepped on, others may be offended. I'll just say it now and get it over with.

Neener, neener, nee-ner.

I'm not intentionally targeting you, but really: Aren't you TRYING to hard to be offended anyway?

Oh well. I'm off to save the world. You kids have fun while Daddy is gone.