I mentioned pictures last night! That was before I took 4 Tylenol and conked out. But here are the photos as promised. I hope you enjoy looking at them as much as I enjoy taking them! (P.S. If you want to see them the way they were taken, in high resolution, then click on them for a popout) :D

I think these are good enough for now. I will be adding more in time. 

Until next time yall! 

What happened to the warm days of summer?

I would love to know who took our forecast and swapped it with the Death Valley's!?!?!?!?! It is super super hot here in Georgia and it is driving the smart people underground. I had plans this weekend but somehow 108 degrees just doesn't sound like an enjoyable much less safe temperature for outdoor action. While hunkering down in my cold, dark cave waiting for this miserable weather to pass I have been thinkin about what I should do. Some computer jobs are piling up and I think I'll fix some of those, but it occurred to me I could also spend some time blogging and posting some more photos. Sometime later tonight I'm gonna post some pictures I've been collecting and share them with you all.

See yall later tonight and drink a cold one for me!

MIA!!!!!

I've been MIA for a long time. Not because I forgot but because I didn't want to. I was busy. Not busy with work but busy being angry and cold. I have been busy trying to sever ties with everything and everyone. Truth is if you read this you probably know me in real life and you know that I am an angry fella by nature. And I have allowed my anger to burn out of control for a long time now. I've known it was wrong and known the solution. I am also a stubborn, thick headed fool when it comes to admitting a wrong.

The unfortunate side affect to being a stubborn, thick headed, angry, fool is that consequences are usually steep and hard to deal with. This time has been no different. My mistakes had consequences that were immediate. Instead of responding properly by making right and taking the consequences as a lesson from God I chose to become discontented with my situation and rebelled. By doing so I furthered the consequences and allowed the pain to just seep into my soul. Like a poison the anger and bitterness has slowly been suffocating to my spiritual life. Pretending nothing was wrong only made it easier to justify the problem. So now I feel as if I am starting over from square one but its the RIGHT square one. The only thing that should be pursued in this world is truth, honesty, love, patience, and the narrow path laid out for us. Anger, bitterness, jealousy, and selfish conceit have no place and only pull us further into decay.

I'm back now and I am going to keep this blog up to date and I hope yall keep coming back to see what is new!

See ya!

Heart Of A Servant

Something that has weighed heavily on my mind is the definition of a servant's heart. What does that really mean? Who has it and what are the traits you know them by? Well let me tell you about what I think the servant's heart is and how to find it. 

A servant by definition is one who is commanded to do labor of some kind (doesn't have to be hard but that is usually implied) without pay or reimbursement of any kind. Well with that definition you've basically answered the question already. Someone who does what they are told to do without being paid for their time and effort. Okay this post is done, NEXT! 

Just kidding. 

I think in addition to doing what is told without pay it is about the attitude again. If you've read my other posts you'll see I have this thing for attitudes and purpose. I think a servant's heart is not only one who does what is required, but does so willingly and without coercion. You may ask a young person to help you carry groceries into your home and they begrudgingly put down what they were doing to help you. This is an obedient servant not a servant's heart. If however, that same young person meets you on the driveway and offers to help without being asked and no thought of reward, that is a servant's heart for its part. 

Being a servant hearted person also means doing the jobs nobody else wants to do. Cleaning dishes after a wedding is not my favorite thing in the world to do. I, along with others, have however done so because it was a kind thing to do and it needed to be done. We did not get paid for our labor and we certainly weren't asked to do the job, but a love for the couple and people in general calls us to do things that we wouldn't normally do. 

There are other kinds of servant's hearts out there. It doesn't always mean physical labor or doing something with your hands. A lot of times yes, but not always. I think about friends and others I know who serve in other unique ways. I think about my fellow "nice guys" and how often we listen to the troubles of our friends. The girl problems our fellow guys have and the guy problems our female friends have. We don't have to listen to the entire story or hear how it hurt to hear a boyfriend tell you those things. It is certainly not required that we listen to how a pretty girl just crushed your heart and you've got nothing left. We listen because of a servant's heart and a love for our friends. 

I've been on both ends and let me tell you, its a great service. If you're the one reaching out, that one person who listens when all others have their backs turned is like a miracle from heaven. And if you're the one listening, just think about how you would feel if you needed someone to talk to and nobody answered. 

I recently read an article from a college newspaper where the author was ranting and raving about how the "nice guys" never get any recognition or appreciation for what they do. It kept talking about how the nice guy deserved some sort of recognition and was "owed" something. I will admit I sometimes think like that and feel like I should be recognized for my work, but then I remember that if I want to call myself a servant hearted person, I should want or expect no pay or reimbursement for what I do. It is all done out of a love and care for others. Selflessness is the foundation of a servant's heart. So to ask for recognition of being the good guy who always listens and always helps out is to remove one of the best parts about being the good guy and why we are there in the first place. 

I am using this example because the article was focused on this topic primarily, but if I as a nice guy, was to require some form of payment or special acknowledgement for listening to a young lady talk about her problems, am I really helping? Does requiring some form of payment really make my service a service anymore? I say no. The young lady came to you in the first place because you are kind and you do not require payment to be a good friend and listen. If she had known you wanted some form of payment or special acknowledgement do you think she would reach out to you for help? No. You would just be another problem in her time of need. 

So I tell all you "nice guys" and "sweet girls" out there that if you listen to a friend spill their heart or troubles out to you, don't expect anything in return. Listening is not that hard and helping when you can is not a challenge. Have a servant's heart and be willing to help with no thought of reward. It is a great relief to your friends to know they can reach out to you and know that you care. The reward that is given is a stronger friendship and helping them through a hard spot. You also receive the reward of inward joy knowing you were there to help. If you are a real friend you shouldn't need anything more. 

If you still think you need some sort of reward for your time, labor, work, etc. then perhaps you are not the servant hearted person you claim to be.

This has been on my mind and may even be a bit offensive to some, but I have spoken the truth from my heart and that is all one can do. 

Until next time. 

A Dead Word

We rarely think of a word being "dead". Sure there are dead languages, traditions, societies, cultures, people, and so forth. But what is a dead word? I define a dead word as one whose meaning, value, or proper use has been lost from day to day life. With that definition I am sure you can think of a few words that meet the criteria. That is the way it is supposed to be. The world we live in is rapidly changing and so are the values we share. I could speak on all the different words that are now dead or dying, but I want to focus on one in particular. The word is: Honor. 


The word Honor as defined by the dictionary is: "honesty, fairness, or integrity in one's beliefs and actions". I think this is a good foundation for what the word means. To me a person's honor is not just their honest, fair, upstanding actions. But it is also the motivation behind it. Doing the right or honest thing is good, don't get me wrong. I am forced however, to think on why the person did it in the first place. 


A person's honor rests upon their conscience. I do not believe one can say they have honor if they do what is needed with a downcast face or trouble stirring in their hearts. This makes them obedient and a servant but an ungrateful one. Honor means having integrity in your actions but also being content and being grateful for the opportunity. 


Another facet of honor is your willingness to sacrifice. Sometimes the right and honorable choice is going to cost. Not every choice is free and requires nothing lost. But honor is what drives us to do what is right regardless of the cost. If we do what is right and honorable only when it is of little or no cost we have tarnished our honor by choosing the easy road. If, however, when the time comes we stand and hold to our beliefs and do the right thing even if it costs us greatly, then we have honored not only ourselves, but everyone involved. 


The reason this word is dying is because the value of honor in today's society is not the same. Who needs honor when I can just cut corners and get there anyway? Why should I treat that young lady or young man with honor and respect if it's not gonna get me what I want? Why should I care about honoring the rules my boss has set down at work? Its not that big of a deal. The problem with all of these examples is the word "I". In every instance honor is being forsaken for the self centered desires of the individual. They will destroy their honor, their values, and much more only so they can have/do what they want. This is the key reason why honor is dead or dying in culture today. Everyone is so focused on self, and the desires of number 1 that they will dishonor their name and anything else to get what they want. 


In the end, I closely tie honor to joyful service of another. The most honorable actions I can remember are when I served another even if it cost me. I have sometimes forsaken my honor because I was blinded by selfishness and only wanted what I thought I was entitled. Nothing is harder than having to go backwards and pay the consequences for the lack of honor. But that is how you begin to regain what you sacrificed. When you know you've done wrong and sacrificed your honor, don't just let it go. Return and make right the selfish wrong. Set even the balances by humbling and giving of yourself to make it right. This is an insane line of thought to many, but nothing is worth sacrificing your honor and who knows what else to get it. 


We all make mistakes and we all choose self over others sometimes. Do not let it become a pattern of your life. Do not allow the desire for self gratification to smother your honor in greed. Greed and honor can not live together. Self and honor can not live together. Deception and honor can not live together. If you have honor you must remove these and many other things, otherwise they will return and your honor will be forfeit.


Together let us fight for the good, selfless, upright, honorable things of this world and put down the lies of "self worth" and "selfish gratification". 


Aurum in cor hominis dignitas.


In honorem aliud vero sacrificium et obsequium.


Until next time I wish you honor and respect.

A Way Of Life

If you are as much a musical nutcase as I, you will instantly recognize what I am about to share with you. This post shares it's title with one of the compositions from the OST(Original Soundtrack) of "The Last Samurai". You will either immediately know what I am speaking of or you will open a new tab and Google it. Either of which is fine by me :) . 

The movie has always struck me as peculiar and complexly simple. It is the story of a U.S. Soldier who is haunted by his past. The only peace he has ever known is at the bottom of a bottle of whiskey when he is too drunk to remember or feel anything. He is hired to "train" the new army of Japan to finish ousting the last of the Samurai from the valleys. Against his recommendations the new conscripts are sent into battle against the Samurai and are utterly destroyed. Our "Captain Algren" is taken captive by the Samurai general who wishes to "Know His Enemy". During his time in the Samurai village, Captain Algren begins to see through new eyes. He mentions in his journal how the people(the Samurai and the villagers) have an unusual way of life: 

"They devote themselves entirely to perfecting whatever they pursue. I have never seen such discipline."

Throughout the movie Captain Algren eventually becomes a defender of what he was hired to help destroy. I think about the Christian life as strangely similar. We are born into sin and charged with the destruction of God's people including ourselves. God already knows His enemies(us), but in time we, like Captain Algren, get to know our "enemy", God, and realize we are fighting on the wrong side. Fighting Him is our "way of life" until our minds are freed to the truth. And while we can never reach perfection, we as new Christians devote ourselves to pursuing it. Though never a finished process and we make mistakes along the way we keep trying. Throughout the new life as a Christian our "way of life" has made a 180 and we are now fighting on the side of our former enemy. 

Our lives were spared by the mercy of our enemy(God) and He paid a high price for our lives. In time and through His teaching we see our position as completely helpless and at His mercy. We learn the ways of the enemy by being in His company and that of His followers. Time shows us that we are fighting on the wrong side and defending a way of life that is self serving and blind to anything but it's own gratification. Soon we are fighting for God and leading others in our new-found "way of life". I know this whole analogy is a bit of a stretch but there is some interesting symbolism. The movie itself is good and has a great story. The content is not that bad (PG-13 I think) and I suggest you watch it if you have not yet done so (its from 2003). The site background music is the Soundtrack from the movie called "A Way Of Life" so enjoy!

Until Next Time (which may be tonight so keep a sharp eye out). 

Fixing By Breaking

Are you a fixer? I am a fixer. I love to fix anything. If its broke you can bet I'm gonna look for a way to mend it. I have come to realize however, that sometimes the only way to fix something is to break it. A cheesy analogy would be a fine horse. Taken from the wild it is aggressive, uncontrollable, and overall worthless. But with time, discipline, and worthy effort from the trainer's hand, the beast is broken. The purpose for the animal has been "fixed" by breaking it's former habits. The same goes for people.

My character has been shaped and molded based on different instances of breaking down. I think with safe estimation I can say EVERY part of me has been formed by some experience where something had to break. Most times it would be a part of me that broke. But in it's place another part of me was fixed and built. This is a lifelong process and sadly we never know when the next "break" is going to come.

The real problem is preventing a break from becoming bigger. When the trials and trouble come and we break down the danger is letting the break become a bigger problem that will return later. We must

take charge of what happens and act quickly to prevent a recurrence.

Just a matter of opinion really, but I think if you don't allow, whether by your choice or another's, the breaks to occur you never really grow. There are people in this world that can fix a break for you. I encourage you to not use their methods. The weak point is never addressed by you and consequently you never learn. The same break will return with a vengeance and the "fixer" may not be able to help anymore.

There is a reason they are called "your problems". They are designed to try you, to test your worth, and remove your weakness. If others fight the battle, the experience of inner conflict is not yours. How can you defend your keep, your soul, if you have no experience? The enemy is pounding at your gates seeking to utterly destroy you. Without experience, the gates protecting the soul of your character will fail. Your life will be corrupted and everything that was once stable will crumble. So I charge you now stand strong. Yes, you may suffer defeat. It is possible you may suffer many defeats, but victory will be yours eventually. Giving up is the worst mistake you can make.

I leave you now with a quote and the desire to see you return here again!

"Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up." - Thomas A. Edison

Photos Speak!

I like to take pictures a lot. (in case you haven't noticed the picture slideshow to the right of this post) Sometimes words are pointless. I tend to find this true a lot. Don't tell me something, just show me. Between music and pictures I could communicate just fine what I'm feeling or thinking. I took some photos of the sunset the other evening. Enjoy and contemplate(if you do that kind of thing) over them. Or if that is just too boring click the little "X" on this tab and go on with your daily life. :)

You can see/download these photos and all my other shots at:

https://plus.google.com/photos/111892639685603429540/albums/5729094789000228369

You Can Kill Without A Weapon.

I love making interesting and unusual titles. It makes you think. Maybe it's just me being mischievious and trying to lure you into a trap! Maybe not. This time it is no trick. It is real. The title says it all. I often say things to people without thinking. Its dangerous to speak before you think. When I say something that is hurtful, I almost always have an excuse to cover my actions. Its never fully my fault. Sure maybe I was a little wrong but the fault is never all mine. That is my sin and I must own it. However this is not the primary topic this post.

Our words are hurtful and sometimes the damage they do is more than we know. It is no mystery to me the amount of pain they cause. When I was younger people made fun of me(some still do in good fun :P ) and insults were no mystery for me. They hurt and made me feel beyond horrible inside. It was tough and I tried the best I could to carry on without anyone knowing. That was the way I lived until highschool. In highschool I was introduced to a new level of ridicule. Rumors and trash talk became a part of daily life. I can remember nights when all I could do is lay awake wondering why God hated me and made me the object of everyone's jokes and all their mockery. I hated God for letting it happen to me.

Memory of one such story has been forever burned in my mind. I was 15 years old I think and was not a particularly outgoing person(surprise surprise). I didn't have any real friends and kept to myself mainly for the mentioned reason above. One person tried to befriend me and I, tired of being friendless, was ready to give the whole friend thing a try. Our timid, icy friendship began to grow. I didn't want much just someone who wasn't gonna make fun of me at every turn. The friendship was steady and everything I had "imagined" a real friend would be.

Then the trouble came. I overheard my friend talking with a few others and laughing. I decided with some friendly backup I could expand my conversational tactics to others. I jumped right in and everyone seemed so nice. We talked and laughed and cut up and all seemed well. It was such a shock to me that people could be so "friendly". Then one day at a school function I saw the same group laughing like normal. This time I caught the pointing finger aimed in my direction. I managed to overhear some of their conversation. They weren't laughing at the jokes. They were laughing at me. Even my "friend" was laughing at their jokes and cheezy jeers. When I asked them outright what was so funny, I was met with a lie. I came home and the only thing I could think of was what a horrible life I had. I gave someone the chance to be a friend and they used me for comic relief. I was mad with them and myself. I wanted to get away from everything and everyone. In many ways I'm still like that.

In truth, that night I wanted to die. Not just a half-hearted wish, but deep down to my core thought I would be better off dead. Words of a "friend" had driven me to the brink. I think if God had not been gracious to me and allowed me to fall asleep, I probably would not be here today.

I chose to share this story because I want you to think before you say things. Never say something you don't truly mean. People may believe you and when the truth comes out, it can be devastating. And jokes are all fun and good, I take and make my fair share of them. But you don't always know the state of mind your target may be. Your simple joke might just be the last straw. I tell people today I would rather you be brutal and hard with the truth than tell me a sweet lie. You can kill without a weapon.

The Best/Worst Feeling

If you read the title you may be sorely disappointed with what I am about to say. For me some of the best and worst feelings come from apologies and forgiveness. That's right, some of the best feelings I've ever experienced were from apologizing to someone and laying out before them how I failed or what mistake I had made.

Rather strange isn't it? It is until you think about what is going on in the "background". Apologizing is usually thought of as a hard thing to do. I used to agree with that sentiment. Then I realized that making right your wrong and re-uniting two people in friendship or within the family of like minded believers should be exciting and not hard. Yes you made a mistake. You probably screwed something great up. But the thing I look forward to is telling the person you did wrong to that it was a mistake and that it was wrong. Then to extend the desire to re-unite in friendship and move forward towards the kingdom. That's the best feeling in the world. To know that through the extensive love of the Father and His design we can make right our wrongs. Granted the wrongs are sometimes so great that while forgiveness may be granted the damage is done. Those are the worst feelings I have known. It is horrifying to know that your mistakes affect not only you but also someone else, the recipient of your sin.

My mistakes seem to always come in giant waves and destroy virtually everything in their path. It also seems that my mistakes affect others a lot. I hate that feeling and knowing it was my sin that made things the way they are or will be. In spite of this, I still look forward to apologizing because I know it is the right thing to do regardless of the consequences. The sin deserves the consequences not the apologizing. The act of apologizing should show remorse for the action not fear of the consequences.

This is a nice short little post but it's packed with some amazing, thought provoking material.

I hope to see you all reading this and that you return tomorrow too!

Plans and Reality

So I had plans to "expand" on my post from last night. I have something I feel is far more important to discuss instead. I will instead talk with you (more accurately talk to you) about people. I strange topic perhaps but its meant to pique your curiosity so you keep reading. If it works great, if not don't tell me. Ignorance is bliss. :P

As I have said in my introductory post I do not enjoy people very much. This still holds true. The catch, however, is even if I do not enjoy interacting with most it is required and even commanded. Unable to sleep last night I decided to spend some time contemplating why I avoid people so much. It came to my attention that I do not dislike people. I love people and love interacting. What I dislike and detest so much is people's treatment of one another.

Now just to be clear, I am not excluding myself from this group. In fact it was my own treatment of people that led me to this. When I realized how cruel I was to people I became disgusted with myself. This was followed by the realization that everyone was doing it. Lying, cheating, slander, rumors, and open hostility were commonplace. When did we, as young people, decide that such cruelty was acceptable? I found myself talking poorly of everyone. Friends, people I knew, and enemies alike were victims of my words. Not long ago I made a promise to never again speak negatively of anyone and to make right with the people I had wronged. It saddens and frustrates me to see others doing what I used to. I wish I could say I was a better influence on them but I still struggle with it. All of this to say I love people and being around my friends but I hate the way we treat others. I could sit here all day and talk to you about why its wrong and what we should do instead, but it only makes sense to one who sees the truth.

I used to find excuses for why I said what I did about others. Some of my best were:

• "They deserved it after what they did to me."
• "That person is just weird so its okay to say this."
• "I'm no friend of theirs so what does it matter if I talk about them behind their back?"
• "I can say all this because its true. It doesn't matter how mean or cruel as long as it's true."

The truth is, we all down-talk someone every day. We don't always see it as such but that is pride and arrogance blinding us from the sin as it stands. What kind of a world would it be if we all withheld judgement and didn't spread other people's struggles and matters around? It doesn't matter if its true or not. The question you have to ask is, if it was you in their position would you want someone spreading something about you?

I can remember times where I heard what people were saying about me and all I could think of was what I could say back or to someone else to destroy my target's character and life. I was always scheming for ways to ruin reputations and break spirits by mercilessly spreading falsities.

I now seek to only ever tell the truth and to only ever honor people I come into contact with. It is the Biblical thing to do. And as a new man in Christ I can not continue those practices.

Now if you're reading this and think "I don't believe in the God stuff or being that religious" just ask yourself if its the morally right thing to do. Your conscience, if not completely seared and dead, should tell you that slander and rumor spreading are wrong whether its a "religious" thing or not.

So this feels very scattered and un-organized but you were warned. This flows from a mind of insanity.

I think next time I will touch on a similar subject. Maybe not. Maybe something about rain or trees or......

What Are Your Values?

So my first post was an introduction and I tried to briefly describe myself. It was a failure from the start as trying to make such a description in such a space is impossible. Not to say that my story is any different from yours, but it is difficult to describe a lifetime in a paragraph or two. I digress with lesser words but you get the point right? (if not just pretend you do :P )

This afternoon I had a great honor I was not prepared for. I was asked to give a fellow Eagle Scout his Eagle Charge. For those who do not know much of the "Eagle Scout Lore" the Charge is a solemn address to the new Eagle Scout where he is charged to live a life that is above and beyond average. The charge challenges the Eagle to live a life of honor, loyalty, courage, joy, and service minded kindness. These are the ideals of any scout, but the Eagle Scout is not only held to these standards, but also to lead others in the same path.

A scouting buddy named Sam Williams was recently awarded his Eagle Scout rank and he called me up asking for help with his Court of Honor. I told him I would do whatever he needed and I would be there. When I arrived this afternoon he handed me a script and pointed to what I would be saying. I was shocked at first. Unsure why he chose to have me give him his Eagle Scout Charge. It was a huge speaking part and one of the most important! Why pick me????? (I hate public speaking) I was hesitant but I gave him my word so I did my best to read through the 2 pages of the Eagle Charge. Paraphrasing a little and personalizing it when I got stuck but the meaning did not change. What an honor it was that out of the other adults, leaders, and people he could have chosen, he selected me.

I attained the rank of Eagle Scout in 2010. During my Eagle Board of Review the panel members asked why I joined scouts. I explained that I enjoyed the outdoors, camping, and survival skills but my greatest motivation was the opportunity to do great things. I wanted service opportunities. I described to them how I became fascinated with the Eagle Scout rank when I discovered only a fraction(less than 5%) of scouts make it that far. I wanted the chance to rise to the occasion and achieve what many could not. The board then asked me what I would do if they were to grant me the rank of Eagle. I said I would strive to be an example of scouting and of the Eagle rank in everything I did. I was dismissed from the room while the board deliberated. I waited nervously for the call to return before them and hear the results. When I was finally called back in, they asked me if I had learned anything from my Eagle "trail". The first thing that popped into my mind was, "Absolutely. I learned procrastinating is foolish and that I was unwise to have waited so late to try and reach the top." The head of the board then told me, "We'll hold you to that." I was a little confused at first until he read back to me what I had said earlier. I realized he had been writing down what I said and it suddenly made sense. He concluded with:

"We want you to be an example to other scouts. The rank of Eagle Scout is yours, but you have an obligation to pass on your experience to other scouts and to help them along their way. We have been told about how you work with younger scouts and include them with the big guys. You were a friend to new scouts and encouraged them in their advancement. We ask that after your scouting career as a young man is over that you return to the program and continue instructing young boys into men and followers into leaders as a scoutmaster."

I was thrilled that I had actually made the last big step. The rank of Eagle Scout was mine. With it came a lot of responsibility and honor. I am now almost 20 and even though school is crazy and working takes much of my time, I still try and make some time to keep in touch with my troop and I will eventually return to serve as an Assistant Scoutmaster.

All of this is an introduction to what I will post about tomorrow. I feel "led" sometimes to share things. For what purpose I will probably never know, but that is of little consequence.

Until Next Time.

Introducing the Author

So a first post should be about the author in case you don't know me or find this blog by happenstance this is to fill you in a little before diving into the real stuff.

This feels insanely narcissistic and I actually had to sit here and think about what I was going to say.

I am a Sophomore studying mathematics and computer science in Georgia. I am currently working 3 "jobs": I serve an office's IT needs, own my own computer shop, and tutor high school mathematics on the side. For school my least favorite subject was writing (yet here I am writing a blog?) and I have always been horrible at Chemistry. My life is very boring and un-eventful. Part of this is my own choice and the rest I blame on a busy schedule.

A bit more about character. I have been called many things but allowing them to influence would be manipulation. I see myself as an angry, impatient, fool who tends to think and say the worst before even checking it out. I used to be talkative but found it rather pointless so I tend to not converse much anymore.

A little on the "lighter side", I am brutally honest and don't tend to play with words. My favorite quote in regard to speaking truth is:

"If something needs to be said then just say it. The truth will be the truth no matter how you spin it. The only question is how much of a fool do you make of yourself in the process."

There is a small handful of people I would die for. Those I call my friends I do not abandon for any reason except if they wish it. I enjoy serving anyone but my friends most of all.

This is of course just an introduction and I am sure I forgot important stuff but who knows. Anyway one last thing before I go. My life is one of irony. I wish I could explain why but that is for another day.

I hope you follow this blog to see what I say about each day and you may get to know what makes an insane person tick. :)