The Infamous First Post

I like to write. Sometimes. I think it’s more that I like the idea of writing, of creating something, of communicating what I’ve seen or thought or overheard with others. I can’t create a sunset, or a turtle, or the smell of a pine tree after it’s rained. Or of my apartment after the stove caught on fire. But maybe I can create a sense of what those things were like. I can create (well, re-create) the my feelings and perceptions, and pass them along to others.

That’s pretty cool.

Wow, I just said “cool.” In a first post. How tragic.

Next thing I know, I’ll be inserting “like” into every sentence. That would, like, be totally awesome!

So let’s see…something about me. So those of you playing along at home can have some idea of who you are listening to (figuratively speaking) as you read this.

I love coffee. I am a caffeine addict. I have lived in The South (dun, dun dun!) my whole life, but without developing a southern accent. I can read and understand Spanish, but people wouldn’t know that from the way I talk. I am a bit obsessed with the sky. Sunsets mainly. But I am totally that strange friend who calls you up to tell you to “look at the sky – it’s AMAZING!”

And you thought we hadn’t met before.

What else…I make faces. Juvenile ones. All. The. Time. I have one of the most boring jobs imaginable. I am a big fan of food. Asian, Mexican, whatever. The authentic stuff is more fun than what you typically get at restaurants. I love Jesus, or at least I try to. I am really bad at it actually. I also love to read. Almost anything. Except educational books and non-fiction. Every once in a while I finish a theological book, and I read the Bible, but other than that I read “stories.”

I am about to leave for Hawaii. I will in all likelihood be broke when I get back home. Broke and sunburned.

I have a sarcastic sense of humor. You know the song where that guy says he’s “the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral?” Well, that’s me and my family.

It’s pretty horrible. But hilarious.

Maybe later I’ll find something funny to say…now that my side of the introductions is over.

…And you are…?