shema

I've decided to do something that I've always wanted to do. To try and gain membership into the only organization that has ever made any sense to me. I'm gonna take the test to get into MENSA. I'll give myself a good 3-4 months of intense study before I sit down to take the exam. So I figure by the time spring hits, I should be ready. Does anyone have any advice (and only advice!) about what to do to prepare for this?

I guess I should let everyone know now that if I take the test and fail, I'll delete this blog and deny I ever said anything about joining MENSA. As it will be the biggest disappointment of my life. And my ego will not stand for the shame of admitting that I didn't make the cut. But if I do pass, you people will never hear the end of it.

I've been getting a lot of random story ideas, lately. Mostly in the psychological thriller genre. I've always felt that there is a severe shortage of black psychopaths in literature. And especially in tv and films. Why aren't you complaining about the lack of black people in this area of the movie industry, Spike Lee?! That guy really irks me. Whenever I hear him talk, I feel like black people get pushed back in time about 40 years. I don't know what I should do about this sudden urge to write. Should I....start writing stuff?

Or should I just let it go like my idea for social media networking. I'm telling you, I came up with that shit sitting in my room back before being glued to a computer was something only nerds did. I was a member of one of the first virtual communities called Cybertown. Anybody know about that place? Yeah, probably not. But I remember being blown away by the whole experience and thinking to myself "wouldn't it be awesome if there was a way for people to interact with each other like this all over the world?". Could have made billions. But no...I had to let Zuckerberg yank the idea. And now that douche is worth billions. It should be me on the cover of TIME magazine, for selling us all out to advertisers and the government. But I digress...

Also, I think I wanna go into photography. So who wants to get shot by Shema, huh? I'd do more nature than nude stuff, though. Because lets face it me being me, only bad things will come out of being a nude photographer. If nothing else, I could indulge my love of aimless wandering.

I'll leave you with some first blog of the month random hilarity...

Be easy...