So here I am. Big deal.
So they asked me to blog here, and I said no. They asked again, and finally after some promises that they wouldn’t use my real name or face I agreed. I took this name because I quite like the book that it’s from, and if you need to be told then maybe you should look at The Urban Dictionary.
I don’t leave my house much. I used to live downtown, where the action is. But have you seen rent these days? Now I live out in the suburbs and what am I going to do out there? I mean I could walk to the 7-11, but a man can only drink so many slushes in one day. It’s twenty-minutes to the Starbucks.
So maybe that disqualifies me from being relevant here. Maybe the fact that I’m using Folgers Coffee to give me pep each morning means that I’m not Vancouver enough.
Here I am. If you don’t like me I’ll go away.
It’s fairly simple. I’ve been thrown to the lions in a Roman Coliseum. Thumbs up or thumbs down lads?