Strange Gods are go

Hmmm...blogs. I've always been more than a little skeptical about them. I ran one for the basic purpose of my sketches and design work, but I've yet to ever really indulge into a personal one for myself. We'll see how long and how often I can actually update this one.

I have a feeling that it'll probably include a bit of all my random incoherent ramblings: politics, tech, geekdom, art and personal. All up for public display across the interwebs.

I actually just got back from a road trip to the small Midwestern town that spawned my humble beginnings. I was taking "the girlfriend" home to meet "the mother". Things went well, but I was surprised at just how small it seemed. I suppose that living in a city of almost 2 million people for the past few years will make a town of 65 k seem downright quaint. And to think that this small unassuming collage town birthed such bizarre oddities as my friends and I. But it's also not that surprising that almost none of us live there anymore.

We were constantly straining at it's edges, testing it's limits (and police force) to see just what it, and we, were capable of.

And cue the sepia toned flashback scenes, the Hunter Thompson-esque monologues and diatribes, and period appropriate soundtracks.

Fucking stupid kids.