Allow myself to introduce…myself!

Hello all, my name is Mike and this is my blog.  Just take a quick look at the title of my opening blog…..I’ll wait…. that’s right people, that’s kind of place this is going to be; stupid jokes, silly comments and constant movie references.  That’s how I roll people.

Some time back, my wife tried to convince me that I was interesting enough to start a blog.  I disagreed with her, but she persisted.  She constantly told me that my takes on things are so quirky and offbeat, yet funny (she’s always knows the words that will get my attention, lol) that people would love to hear what I had to say.

The reality of the situation is that my wife knows that I use to love to write when I was younger, and that I’ve always regretted not pursuing my former passion further.  I do have to agree with my wife on at least one thing she said, and that is that I do tend to look at things from a skewed viewpoint.  Where most people, I fell, tend to just go with the flow, I find a place to crack a joke, or get on my soap box and rant about it.

So, on a lighter note, let’s make this first dance together fun.  How about a little get-to-know-your-host?  Like I said my name is Mike and this is my space.  I’m a 31 year old man living in Washington D.C.  I was born and raised in San Diego, CA but moved out here with the wife about a year and a half ago.  Why move out to the East Coast from sunny San Diego?  Well, as I sit here and look out the window, seeing the most snow D.C. has seen in a very long time, I can only answer that query with I have absolutely no frigging idea.  Let’s see, what else?  Like I said, I’m an avid movie fan.  I mean I LOVE movies.  My friends and I are those annoying people that constantly quote movie lines… know, guys. 

When I’m not watching movies, I’m watching sports.  Football and Baseball are my gigs man.  I am an avid sports fan.  I support my home town team, the San Diego Chargers.  As far as baseball goes, I am a proud die hard member of the greatest fan base in the world, Red Sox Nation.  I know what you’re thinking “How can you be a die hard Sox fan if you’re from San Diego?  You should be a Padres fan!  You’re fake!”  I answer you like this, you try spending your entire life almost supporting a losing organization that has no ambition of winning.  I put my time in; I fulfilled my obligation as a fan, and I got nothing in return. I decided that if players can become free agents, so can fans.  So that’s that.  Anyway, this is not the time or place for that nonsense.  I will rant on sports in future blogs.

You know, as I read over what I’ve been writing here, I’m starting to think that whole “coming out of retirement” thing was not such a great idea, lol.  Well, let’s just hope that this is a case of the first round jitters, because I’m starting to think about not reading my stu

Oh, I almost forgot….I’m also going to open up my blog to other people too.  Because to tell you the truth, I know some pretty smart, insightful and down right funny people that have a lot to say on matters, just as I do.  So if I can provide a place for my peeps to open up and rant about whatever is on their minds, then so be it.

Alright, hopefully the next entry will be better for all of you.  I will talk to everyone soon.  Take it easy peeps!!

  1. #1 by Annaliza Slonim on February 2, 2010 - 8:00 pm

    this is cool. You know me already so I don’t really have to share that. I miss you and Stephanie. Back in town and it is great. Hope to see both of you soon.

  2. #2 by janet Lombard on February 2, 2010 - 8:56 pm

    Way to go, Mike. Keep it coming!!

  3. #3 by Chris on February 2, 2010 - 9:24 pm

    “The details of my life are quite inconsequential… very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we’d make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum… it’s breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it.”

    (I cheated – had to look that one up…)

  4. #4 by Sarita bo bita on February 3, 2010 - 1:51 am

    Well done, sir. Congrats on breaking your blog cherry.

  5. #5 by Edra on February 22, 2010 - 10:25 pm

    I loved it Mikey, I agree with your wife- good stuff! I look forward to reading more.

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