not help myself.
A question was recently poised to me (in a rather sardonic tone, mind you)... "Does everything you do have to be arty?"
Honestly, yeah and really, why the fuck not? It's the way I see the world and I don't see a point otherwise.
So here we'll have at it. My little entry into the wonderful world of blogging. A place of all the random little musings I've accumulated over the years and will continue to do so.
A clash between the high and the low brow. "The world according to me" as Gavin Friday once put it.
Enjoy... or not.
So come along and take a terrifying trip over the brown rainbow.
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1 comment:
Oh, Aaron.
You worry me. And why, pray tell, does everything you do have to be "arty"? Hahahahahaha. No, not your typical hahaha, but imagine a sinister, wicked hahahahaha! Exclamation points and all.
Blogging is fun. I've been doing it for three years now, as you can see.....
Hugs
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