Okay sorry, that’s a terrible icebreaker.

Slightly better, still room for improvement…

…nailed it.

I really don’t know why I decided to do this. I’m not a writer, I don’t have any special talents, I can’t sing, can’t dance, I can somewhat communicate with animals, the only problem is they can’t understand me. So here I am writing on this white screen to myself. I am not even sure how this website works, will anyone read this? I’m not sure the direction this thing is headed, all I know is that it’s not going to be a personal diary where I share my deepest and darkest secrets. I have one of these bad boys tucked firmly between my mattress and box spring.  (I have no idea how to wrap text on this thing so the formatting is staying like this until I learn). I think this will be more of an outlet for me to get all my fun thoughts out that nobody cares about while I slave away at my job.

A little background on me:  I once got pulled over because the police officer thought I was texting and driving, when in fact I was eating a grilled cheese sandwich. Some stuff I write might not be for the thin-skinned individuals so sorry in advance.

Not sure how long I’ll do this and since I don’t have a cool sign off yet I guess the post ends right

 

here.