A Special Message From The Editor

You know, sometimes in this kill or be killed world of blogging, the simple things in life are forgotten. It's been said by people far richer than myself that do get a little you have to give a little. And all syphylis jokes aside, I haven't been giving to my fullest potential. So now I offer you, dear reader, a gift of sorts. Consider it a present bestowed upon you by a humble servant of the allmighty blog. An early flag day stocking stuffer, if you will. Will you? I don't care!! I'm going to do it anyway. Sometimes giving presents is all we have....and i'm the kind of guy who (all pretenses aside) will give the present of the past and future combined!!! Some call me a hero, but I'm just a guy doing what I have to do to get by. The word "brilliant" gets thrown around a lot nowadays and I hate to perpetuate that downward cycle, but perpetuate I must! You see, my present is actually a "brilliant" phrase that has gotten me through these times of cowardice and confusion. A phrase that milks me like the indians milk their sacred cows. A phrase that looks deep into the abyss of my tormented soul and sweetly sucks out the sticky marrow from within. A phrase which beckons to the forests of yesteryear and doesn't ever say why. And now I shall share the phrase with the likes of you!! A phrase that will make you a true citizen of the universe! A phrase which would make zach braff gleefully yell into a cliff with simon and garfunkel by his side! mehahaha!! I have you just where I want you, dear reader!! mehahahaha.
And here reads the phrase...."man, you gotta take this life, man, and like, live it, man, you can't like look back, hells no, man, you know, man, we are all the same, we're no different, man, you know, america, man, it's like the new rome, man, and, man, rome totally, like, whoa, man rome totally collasped, whoa daddyio. man, you know, we gotta all get together, and organize, whoa. yeah daddy, whoa yeah. we must defeat the propoganda machine, whoa, i know about life, cuz i have a degree in college, whoa, yeah, bring it down!!" Well, dear reader, i hope my gift was enlightening and your mind is all the more expanded for having read it!! mehahaha

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ah, being a young man-about-town in the city of lost dreams pays for itself in this dog-eat-dog world of yesteryear we find ourselves deliciously entangled in (if you know what i mean). Sometimes you eat the bar and sometimes the bar of proverbialness...well, it eats you. mehahahaha. The start and end to this story of betrayal and lust takes place in a bar of absinthe and deceit. The night was young and so was I!! mehahahahaha. When lo and behold it came crashing to an end faster than keith richard's nose vacuuming down vast quantities of whatever struck his fancy during said time. Well, it's been real, but it's time for a speech in the old class of mine. I hate speeches. RARR!!!