rockin1

I'm going to write a blog because I have nothing better to do. I was supposed to hang out with an old co-worker but he bailed. I'm not sure what is going on tonight so I'm writing this fucking blog right here. I've got the New York Dolls playing in the background. I'm writing this blog, I have enough pomade in my hair to kick your hair's ass. I'm writing because I haven't written in a long time. I'm writing becuase I once thought it was my life's calling. Only to go and become a auto mechanic. I want to be a blue collar profit, to have the knowledge to build and fix things and the skill to write my opinions on paper with brutal honesty. To cut with the pen instead of the sword, with perhaps a ringy fist for good measure. I wish I was a genius, and that I wasn't just above average, average is lame and if you're average you're lame. Maybe back to school is the answer, work 2 jobs one to pay the bills one to write and be cynical and critical of everything. Let's see how long this blog stays up. Perhaps tomorrow I won't be an asshole. But perhaps I will.