Popped Cherries

I won’t spoil much, but I will say that I was born and raised in a middle income, somewhat conservative family, and can probably relate in most ways with 80% of the people living in America today. The good news, you’ll see my life play out in a too much information deluge if you stick around long enough. I hope that by the time my stories approach the present day, anyone who has followed this blog from the beginning will feel as if they’ve known me all these years. It will be even more of an accomplishment if the writing involved will spark your own nostalgia and leave you with a smile recounting the antics of innocent naive youth.

I will warn anyone who bothers to read this “About The Author” section before diving into the posts, “If you’ve been a part of my life in any sense of the phrase, you will probably see a representation of yourself in these stories.” Okay, representation is probably WAAYYY too loose a descriptor. I’ll be outing anyone who added some funny to my life in sometimes the most intimate and embarrassing ways. I’m especially sorry to my parents who are at the center of at least 2 of my one day “cocktail party” stories and to all my former girlfriends who will inevitably be shamed by some, if not all of the things going through my head while we were dating. However, I do reserve the top spot for myself. Most of the thoughts I will be sharing here have never gone past the neurons in my head. To be honest, I should probably keep it locked up there.

I don’t do “about me” sections very well. Frankly, I find little use for listing my name, my accomplishments, some sort of FAQ based on my life. In all honesty, beyond maybe 10 people, who really gives a fuck? I will however share a small insight into the very beginning thoughts of where I started the idea behind creating this website. The following lines were penned on November 16th, 2006 at 3:05am.

“Preface
I am writing this ahead of this book ever being finished. It is going to be used as more of a motivational tool to actually complete something for a change. I have a terrible habit of starting project after project and never seeing any of them to completion. I have no clue where this writing will take me. It may become a #1 best seller, and it may stay hidden in the computer I type on now. One thing I do know, it will be finished one day. Who may see it is yet to be known.”

Almost 3 years ago I had the nerve to commit to something. In stunningly usual fashion, it’s seeing the light of day now. The best part is that in those 3 years, maybe, and I stress maybe, there were 2 events that would have put a serious stop to me writing for about 4 days total. It’s amazing what we do as people to rob ourselves of self fulfillment. Even to this day I am letting $32,000 a year determine what path I’d like my life to take.

That’s a sad state of affairs I am forever trying to change.