PLEASANTRIES

I figured I should probably tell you a little about myself since you will need a point of reference when reading any of this crap. I created this blogger account in April of 04 and that was about it. My fiancée and I thought it would be cool to use the capability to post back and forth to each other during the workday. You know, email, Instant Messanging, cell phones and real phone lines just aren’t enough to keep in touch these days. It wasn’t until a Christmas party that we hosted a couple weeks ago, for our “group of ten” (more on that as this blog grows, no doubt), that we saw an opportunity to explore this relatively new method of creating useless crap. Several members of “the group of ten” (GO10) had already started to catalog their pitiful lives with their own blogger sites. So, the GO10 stood around my computer screens during the party and read the diaries and quotes from the posts of the others. It was actually very interesting to read what these friends of ours had posted. You know, you spend time with people within the same type of environment every day and don’t realize that they have crap to deal with, just like you. So it is cool to read about their crap so you can worry about them too.

I sleep, eat, crap, work and screw just like everybody else on the planet with little deviation from this pattern of life. Just because we all think we are unique doesn’t mean that we actually are. And money has absolutely no impact on the quality of your pattern. It just makes your pattern look better to others. So why would you need to know about my own personal patterns, you ask? Well, like I said at the top, you need a point of reference… So here it is: I sleep next to my fiancée every night. This is a very nice place to be at the end of the day, and the beginning, for that matter. The mattress sucks but the sleep is, undoubtedly, very good. I eat breakfast at a downtown deli, lunch at a downtown deli and dinner with my fiancée at home. I crap in a bathroom (just like you!). Those bathrooms are at home and the office. I work at the family’s 33-year-old business and love it/hate it. Face it, working sucks! Selling pencils on the beach is my idea of a great job. A hot-plate and a grass hut would suit me just fine, thank you very much! I screw on the same mattress with same fiancée that I mentioned above. I like to screw.

And so begins this blog.

Chowder!