When alchole asks why not it takes a stronger man than I to refuse its wisdom. "Why not create a blog, sharing is as close to sesame street that I'll ever get". Sobriety, ever the nag, just says whatever I write will be stolen and posted on some porn site to drive up traffic. As if my viewing habits weren't traffic enough.

Drunk off rum and lost love however has emboldened me to the point where I can post with impunity to my neurosis. Hopefully I can keep up this chemical haze
so that iI can continue to astound you with my asyasymmetrical sense of beauty.