HEEEY YOU!!

HEY YOU!

Yes you. I have to tell you something REALLY important!

Okay, are you listening?

If you like my blog PLEASE let me know and PLEASE spread the word!You can comment, follow, tell your friends, strangers, tweet about it, link it in your Facebook profile, make flyers and pass them out, write the url in the sky with a plane, change your friends' homepages to it, have it tattooed on your face, send out a mass text, write a letter to your local congress, eat your vegetables, make a tribute band, start a chain letter, spray paint it on a building, spell it out with alpha-bits, use your wits to build a machine and brainwash the general public, make a trendy internet video, whisper it in a horse's ear, brand it on a cow, enslave the human race, make it your bible, tell it on the mountain, start a fan club, respect your elders, do a flash mob, call random numbers to tell them about it, make a piece of art using only posts from this blog, tweet it again, start a webcomic, make a board game, post it on reddit, signal boost on tumblr, make a t-shirt, start a cult, make a crappy flash game, write a book with an extremely similar situation, call your in-laws, spread it on the grapevine, stitch it in a baby's blanket, tell your kids, tell a little birdy, you know whatever!

Just please let me know!

Friday, February 11, 2011

So maybe...

Maybe I am a blogger. I'm here again aren't I? I feel like spilling thoughts again don't I? I just found the spell check button (yeah, smart my butt) I don't even know why I'm here anyways. It's like the beggining of that one book, Runaway. Only it's a blog. And I'm not on the run. My point was made though (right?). I was watch Veronica Mars online, but it was slow. So now I'm here. Doing exactlly what i said I wasn't going to do...classic huh?


Okay. I would of ended it right there. BAM! Publish Post. Course if i'd done that I would have ended up back here a few hours later. Nope. I'm not done. Yeah I could get used to the gig. Blogging that is. Blabing to random strangers about my day. No wait, that's what Twitter's for...


Followers. To good for friends I guess. I have none. Figures. I'm hard to find...not really. But I know someone who is. (like that counts)


So what else? I write, often. Now there's something I do well, or so I'm told (Modesty...). My stand-up routine isn't actually THAT bad. Just non-existant. So therefor kind of random and pointless.

Anywho as prevously stated. ACT. Tomorrow. Sleep. NOW.

Thunderbird out!
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