2st one! HAHA

Yo!

Welcome to my humble abode. Hajimemashite.

My name is Aaron. Watashi wa Aaron desu.

Nice to meet you. Doozo yoroshiku.

I’m a regular black guy: had a mustache since I was three years old and currently stand at a mighty 5’5 at the age of twenty. As a black male, I’m aware my life expectancy is coming up soon so I’ve lately tried to cut back on high risk activities like making eye contact with police, sun bathing and partaking in swine. I got bigger things planned than making it beyond the age of twenty-five, but I will certainly consider myself one of the fortunate with decent parents. Give due where it should be given.



Monster pig - This picture will make anyone think twice...


Last night, my girlfriend called me a “dick (in this case meaning a prick, or “mean person"). And she is right. I am a dick, but only to certain people. These “people” can be summed up as one of the following: habitual hypocrites, divas (ex. Brett Favre; male and female), uninformed extremists (like the girl who told me Jesus took the Jews out of Israel from pharaoh…) - folks like that. But I don’t even talk to these people, so the dick Aaron rarely comes out. Now when I talk about these people, the dick does come out but that’s about it (I know some of you don’t use “dick” in your vernacular but I promise you will be ok).

I talk about serious matters but sometimes in very facetious ways. I don’t think anyone can have a serious conversation about the current gas prices and not feel screwed and discouraged. No one I know can discuss the seemingly airborne STDs young adults carry and not feel a little depressed. Few can talk about war atrocities without feeling aghast at the findings of the true savagery that occurs.

“Over one hundred and fifty honorably discharged and many very highly decorated veterans testified to war crimes committed in Southeast Asia… personally cut off ears, cut off heads taped wires from portable telephones to human genitals and turned up the power, cut off limbs, blown up bodies, randomly shot at civilians, razed villages in fashion reminiscent of Genghis Khan, shot cattle and dogs for fun, poisoned food stocks, and generally ravaged the countryside of South Vietnam… in addition to the normal ravage of war.”

- John Kerry speaking before the Senate of Foreign Relations in April 1971; quote from James Loewen’s “Lies My Teacher Told Me”

Life is real. I quote that to mention that many like things have occurred in this current Iraq war. People should know these things and not forget that real people go through these issues on both sides.

I want to discuss these things in ways that represent the core, the essence of the matter. To not simply accept that it happened, but to also question how it ever got to that point in the first place. I want to show that life should be appreciated and loved. The beautiful lies in what we take for granted everyday and I want to bring that out to you, the reader.

This blog will serve as a platter for random thoughts that occur in all their complexity. I will post some creative writing , some amateur analysis on current events. I hope that anyone who reads it gets something from it whether I talk about a determined sperm trying to make it to the womb, the death of chivalry, or the sexiness of a chocolate chunk cookie from the microwave served off of the delicate fingers of my girlfriend.

Word is bond.

Real quick, I want to give a round of applause to Microsoft for convincing Squaresoft to put Final Fantasy XIII on the Xbox 360 (HAHAHA, in your face Sony).

DREAMCAST FOREVER SON!