I sit here trying to think of something profound to write; Something that will resonate in the hearts and minds of all who choose to read it. A literary masterpiece the likes not seen since William Shakespeare. Well, I got nothing. I guess it will be a bit more difficult than I had first anticipated. I would think that by now with the multitude of thoughts and ideas shared on the internet that the infinite monkey theory would be reasonably close to producing some redeemable results. If only the internet had more monkeys there wouldnt be such a deficit of original thought. Granted most monkeys would prefer to masturbate and throw their own shit, so most would decide to just play World of Warcraft instead. So I suppose my masterpiece is on hold. Fame and fortune are not for me, at least not today. Although this rant is not really the normal stuff you would see in the "about me" section. I figured that it was really intended for those that already know me to some extent, so conforming to the suggested guidelines would be pointless. However, If you do not know me ,and for some reason you are still reading this? Your better judgement has failed you, so send me a message.
