Okay, I've had this blog set up for over a year and this is my first post. Have I been too busy, too lazy, shy, uninspired, underprepared for the flood of nothing in particular that will surely arrive when I begin this process of coming up with witticisms and observations and random uncanniness? Yes to all.
I'll have no visions of grandeur here. I will make no claims to post every day, every week, month, or even ever again.
In all honesty, I laughed my ass off this morning reading the blog of a friend of mine whom I consider to be incredibly creative, well-worded, and damn funny. So, if nothing else, I wanted to post something after all this time of silence in a quasi-tribute to his hilarity. You (and by you I mean me) can read his thoughts here.
Music of Me
This is partly inspired by a book by Nick Hornby called Songbook, partly by another of his books called High Fidelity, and mostly by my sudden need to write down crap about myself that I feel is somewhat relevent and/or important.
My posts for a while will be a list of the ten most important albums in my life. They are listed chronologically in order of when I first listened to them. I guess this is my first attempt at some sort of autobiographical exploration...that said, I think I'll do this in installments, one or two a day, or month. More excuses to post that way.
By no means am I making a claim that these albums should mean anything to anyone else, but if they do, well I'll probably never hear about it because no one will read this.
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3 comments:
I am embarrassed by your kind words regarding my blog Mike. It means a lot for you to say such complimentary things in front of the entire world like that. And by "entire world" I mean "you and me."
Props to my peeps, J. Peeps to my props.
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