Through the Window

Remember that window I was talking about? No? Too bad. Here it is anyway. I was walking down the street today, when a man came up to me and said, "Hey, let's put on an awesome show!" Just then, another man came walking by saying, "I have an uncle who has a barn that we can do it in!" Then I thought, Two strange men in a barn? No. And I walked the other way. Y'know what, when I first started this blog, I thought: I already have a myspace, a wikispace, and now this thing. It seems kind of redundant. Then I remembered my New Year's resolution: "Try to be more redundant redundant!" Wow. You know what I just realized. Of course not, you're probably just some odd 32-year-old pedophile of a man reading this on a computer somewhere. I just realized that no-one, other than you, the reader, is ever going to read this. OH, WELL!

Welcome to my mind. MUAHAHA!!!

As you probably have not already noticed (partly because this is only my second post) I am a very odd person. Not in a creepy way, but I'm not normal (and, no, I'm not implying that I'm gay). I have very strange things going on inside my head. Awesomely incredible things, but definately strange. Over the next couple of posts, you will see through a window into my mind. Have fun, but please keep all bodily appendages inside the vehicle at all times.

I guess this is my new blog.

Once again I find myself telling fake true stories about myself on the internet. Well, at least I'm not giving out important info. Like the fact that my address is 123 Fake St., the spare key's under the mat and I'm not home on Saturdays!