I’ll Be President

I’m back on WordPress, at least for today. I was thinking about this old blog on the drive home just now, and thought I’d take a another stab at it. So I skimmed thru some of my old posts, and man what an asshole I was. Just kidding, I’m actually quite brilliant as you could tell from my very last post where I implied that Hot Topic had done wrong by selling Ed Sheeren t-shirts. Oh how controversial the me of 2 years ago was! Before ya know it I’ll be ranting about fake news, and bragging about the size of my……… inauguration  crowd. Jeez, what did ya think I was going to say there? So, I guess I’m saying I’ll be President soon? Yeah, there’s one of those brilliant and very poorly thought out thoughts like I used to churn out at tortoise like speeds. Boy, are you in for a treat !? 

Anyway, in all non seriousness I feel like giving this another shot. If I do it right, I won’t be so obsessive about views, likes and comments. I’ll just write to write. It’d be nice if I found a topic or style that  that expanded beyond this drivel of the mind you’re currently being subjected to, but if not whatever. I like spewing this type of spew anyhoo. If I feel the same way about it tomorrow, you may see more. So, here’s to tomorrow where anything’s possible, even typing 100 or so pointless words on an old blog that the author himself hasn’t seen in 2 years. Wish me luck.

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Blogging About Blogging…. Again

I stopped blogging a few months ago. To be honest I barely even started blogging, but for about 4 months I was a dedicated somewhat active spewer of modern day prose and literary delight. Okay, maybe that’s over stating it. No, that’s way way over-stating it, but I did write here somewhat regularly for a short time. I hadn’t really written anything since high school, but I felt the need to. So, I offered a few half assed opinions, shared some mundane experiences, and basically used it as a long form Twitter. It was kind of like therapy for me, and a way to get my thoughts across without the annoyances of verbal communication. You know, like having to pause your genius stream of insight so that the other person can chime in with their genius totally inferior retort or observation. Writing is great that way. I’m always the smartest and wittiest person in the conversation, and no one can say any different. Shh, comment sections don’t count. 

But seriously, blogging felt good, and eventually I had said what was on my mind, and that was enough. It ran its course. Now I feel the urge again hence this post. Look out world! I just might have something interesting, ridiculous, insightful or completely stupid to say again so stay tuned. I hope the urge lasts. It’s a good thing having your words read, and interacting the other bloggers here. So, here’s to chapter 2 of Poorly Thought Out Thoughts. I intend to be just as poorly thought out as before, so if that sounds like fun to you stick around. Say hi in the comments. I almost always respond and follow blogs with a similar flow or interesting point of view. 

Ima shut up now,

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Tap Here To Begin Writing

“Tap here to begin writing”. I guess that’s step one. Well, actually more like step two. Step one is to think of something actually worth writing. So, it’s not like I haven’t been writing. More like I’ve been stuck on step one for about two weeks. I’m not sorry or feel bad about it. And, this isn’t one of those “Sorry I haven’t posted in awhile.” posts. I just haven’t had anything worthwhile to say. Now, I’m not saying anything I’ve previously posted here has been specifically note worthy. Anyway, today I finally had some thoughts. Let’s see what they were:

*My beard is getting a bit scratchy. Time for a trim. (Hmm, first thought not very interesting.) Next!
*Hearing a lot about females and their body issues. Wonder if any women would actually give a shit what a man thinks about the subject. Especially one who would be forming his opinion as he wrote and struggling as his ape brain fought to see past his primal instincts. (I think this is a better thought.)
*I should have the left over fried rice for lunch. (Crap, that was to be thought. Not typed.)
*For Xmas The Lady took me to NYC to see one my favorite comedians, Dave Attell. Very cool night. First, before the show we were able to get a table at a nearby bar with no wait… in midtown… on Xmas weekend. We ate quick, paid the over-priced NYC check to the snippy waitress and made our way a few blocks over to the show on Broadway. Every time I walk in NYC I think of another comedian, Bill Burr who said about the subject, “There’s too many people, and they’re all looking up”. I think he was talking about tourists. Technically we’re the “bridge and tunnel crowd”, and don’t look up…. that much. However, we are considered a lower form of life by the natives nonetheless. Anyway Dave Attell was great, and after we went on a mini bar hop on our way back to the train. Many thanks to The Lady for a great night.
*Starting to hear about the 2016 election like its a real thing. Politicians of all affiliations induce my gag reflex. Maybe if I lay on the floor moaning and flailing Tina Belcher style they’ll go away.
*Meeting some new people for the first time tomorrow. One is an old friend of The Lady’s. Maybe they’ll be awesome. Maybe they’ll be jerks. Should be fun.
*Haven’t seen the new Hobbit movie yet, and that pisses me off. Maybe tomorrow (after the new people).

So, there they are. My thoughts. Yeah, not so great I know. Whatever. Gotta go eat some lunch.

Later,
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Instead of Writng……..

Trying to get myself in the the right mind-set to write, but all I do is change the shuffle on my iPod, and read other bloggers who obviously are having a much easier time at this. I grabbed a beer. That’s supposed to help right? I even poured it in my Simpsons Christmas themed glass. That’s gotta work.

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C’mon, who’s not inspired? Me, that’s who. Maybe Seth Rogan’s face frozen on my tv from when I paused it over an hour ago. The same time I was supposed to start this manifesto.

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Nope. Seth’s just not my type I guess. Well, I guess I’ll take the easy way out. Here are a few poorly thought out idea turds:

Un-related Random Thoughts
*Listen to Rush with a good set of head phones (not plugs). This is required course-work for this blog, and it will be on the test.
*Im an idiot who couldn’t come up with anything resembling a test if my life depended upon it.
*I’m thinking maybe I should start sucking at my job. I’m getting too many weird compliments from my boss. I can only figure it’s because I’m not a complete idiot, and they’re not used to it.
*I spent ten minutes tonight looking for a frying pan. I looked in every cabinet ten times, and was convinced it had vanished, and I thought I was losing my mind. It was in the dishwasher.
*Sons of Anarchy is waiting on my DVR. It’s a guilty pleasure. Once a week I vicariously lead the life of a muderous Harley riding bad ass simply by working my remote control.

So, that wasn’t that shitty, was it? I got a few things off my chest. Maybe a laugh or two. Good talk, right guys? Well you’re a fickle bunch, and Ima be me. You do you. Who the fuck is writing this? Grinding to a halt……

Bye,
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Poorly Thought Out Post

I was gonna post a post about how I was pissed that Joan Jett tickets are over-priced, but I couldn’t get a coherent argument together, and I remembered that it wasn’t 1983 or whenever people last cared about Joan Jett. So anyway, I’m not seeing Joan Jett.

Then I was gonna post a post about how I’m really enjoying being on Word Press, and how everyone here is super nice and encouraging , but then all the positivity and happiness made me want to vomit.

Then I was gonna post a post about how I always knew I could write things people wanted to read, and now I’m doing it sort of, and it’s so great, and blah, blah, blah. So nah, that sucks.

So I guess I won’t write anything tonight. And that’s ok….. Hey wait, what’s that above. Did I write something? Nah, that doesn’t count. Or does it? I’m not sure. Eh, whatever.

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