I was talking to Cam recently, and he said he's writing in his blog again. And I said what, you shut up, just like that, with no quotation marks and lots of commas. And that, along with (my) Leslie's constant prodding to write more, has convinced me that I should write more. A hobby. Try and bat away the boredom demons by striking at a keyboard. So here we are. Honestly I don't even remember what I used to write about on here. So to all my nonexistent after all time time readers, I'm sorry if whatever shows up here in the future doesn't live up to the soaring and unrealistic expectations set by the old writings. If you're like me and you'd like to relive those glory days, the posts are preserved here indefinitely. Classics like "Adam's Driving School" and "You're Not Going to Pass Your Old Valentine's Custard Off on Me" will live forever. New classics will surely be created. I guess what I'll plan on doing from now on is just post any fiction I make up, any rants I feel like writing about, and some other crap. Which, I guess, is probably exactly like it used to be.

I was talking to Cam recently, and we decided that it would be cool to try to come up with our top 25 albums of all time and post them. I think that I'll do that very soon, possibly even today. If I can make those kinds of important decisions in such a short time. Actually the main purpose of this first post was for me to remember how the hell I log into this thing. With that mission obviously accomplished, I will bid you adieu for now.