What can I Say, School is in session…

The thing I love about not being in school is that all of my creative energy finds other places to appear, like a blog for instance. Then when school starts again, anytime I spend doing ths, I should be spending in my schoolwork. Its never ending.

So what can I say… Not much.

Inside Joke of the day:

“Most of us are morally ambivalent, which explains our random dying patterns.”

Everything that has an ending has a begining, and other obvios truthiness.

So, this is my first post, and like the rest of the nation of bloggers, I find I have nothing to write about that is intrincicaly worth reading.

So, hasn’t the blogsphere disproven the notion that 100 monkeys typing for 100 years would eventualy produce a Shakespearean work? Hundreds of thousand of bloggers have been furiosly hitting keyboards for years now, and no shakespear… We should probably keep trying.

I want to do a blog, becuase I compose such wnderful thoughts in my head (realy I do.) But the 100 monkeys that live in my fingers mess up the thoughts as I type them out, making me seriously susepect that I was given 100 arthritic monkeys who are hitting the booze a little early this morning, and, well, every morning.

I have ordered a copy of Dragon Naturally Speaking (Cheap Edition) (<- my words, not theirs. Since I am more of the oral storytelling tradition, we’ll see where this gets me. I’ll probably do a blog on it…

Today’s inside Joke:

Walking on Peter Water.