Mother is the necessity of invention?

Never underestimate the value of leisure time. And now, as it should be apparent to you, I have too much of it. A blog! What the hell am I thinking? I don’t have time for this shit.

Sure, I have opinions. Sometimes I worry that people mistake my intellect with just being another a-hole with strong opinions. I really do think things out, that is when I am not shooting from the hip. I am a restless spirit. I have things churning inside. Anxieties, concerns, angst, and probably an unhealthy serving of genetically allocated neurosis.

It wasn’t doctors orders, but I did feel the need for an outlet. And so it begins…

Tonight, I am not carrying a torch or holding a grudge; nothing in my craw. I am, however, residing in a fog because I do have Nyquil running through my veins giving pleasant sleepy thoughts which I can resist no longer.