Deer Peeps, some words of wisdom

I dedicate this post to James, aka SomeGuy, aka The Wordy Bastard.

After spending a couple of hours contemplating on how to start off the first post here, whether by sharing a song or say something meaningful, I've come to the following realization and conclusion.

Too many people will feel slightly paralyzed by superimposed pressure of making a grand first impact as they venture into this brand spanking new territory. Therefore I felt an immediate need to distract you all from such a bothersome thing by focusing the beginning of this entry on a very simple note.

Two days ago I came out of my room, very much crippled by a particularly nasty cold, to have a word with my mother. Sunlight shone through dual aspect windows and tickled my nose. To my mothers disgusted amusement I suddenly let out an unbridled sneeze which had the most intriguing sound effect accompanying the trumpeting blow.

*splat*

Yes, ladies and getlemen, a big blob of snot catapulted itself from my nose and belly-landed on the floor with such hefty gravity attached to it that it accomplished an audible splat. Mom had the added bonus of seeing the projectile and she tells me it, though gross, made the situation even more hilariously funny. Biological weapons sure can come cheap.

So, tell me: would you rather die trying to be pretentiously correct or die laughing from not even trying?

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