Call me John Smith

Welp. I did it. I bit the bullet and decided to start blogging. I wonder how many other dweebs start their blog postings the same way? "I took the plunge..." or "I am exploring new avenues...". Oh well. Add me to the list. 

But seriously. Since other forms of social media (which shall remain nameless) have getting me into trouble, I decided that this might be the best way for me to legally express myself, gab about my family and my dogs, and consistently unleash my disdain for the stupidity of others. 

So, call me John Smith. A good name. It is a name that is both mega boring and plain, yet carries historical significance. What does this mean for me? I'm so glad you asked. I would like to remain a boring blogger that doesn't attract the attention of, oh, I don't know...let's say, "the man", yet I want to see what I am capable of doing in terms making myself a credible, online sensation. What a contradiction! That, my friends, is me in a nutshell.

Get cozy, grab a drink (whatever kind you prefer), and prepare to laugh a little with me. I can't promise a daily post, but I can promise to make you smile - or cry. You know, whatever.