Well here it is... On this page you'll find all the shit I know I shouldn't put up as public domain because it's either gonna piss people off or get me in deep shit. I figure honesty will work out in the end and may even provide some laughs in the process. Think of this as my online journal or what goes on in my life.
Yeah, yeah... I know you're gonna look at me and say that I'm gonna talk about shit that other people want kept private, but I gotta say that it's a necessary fact that anything that pertains to me is my business. Therefore, I get to pay for the lawyer when I get sued for libel or defamation. I figure this has got to be good for someone (probably not me) so I might as well do my best.
I am not just an asshole who doesn't consider other people's feelings. I know when not to talk about something, and often the only person I'm gonna make look like an idiot is myself. So if I do happen to hurt your feelings or shock you, I hope to no end that you will let me know and allow me to beg on my knees for forgiveness. That being said, let me begin...
Of course, before I can start telling the stories, I have to introduce:
The Characters Check it out and you'll find a picture of everybody I talk about and a little background info. Hopefully, this will keep you in the know about all the people I talk about. I'll also be posting regularly to my Pics Page with pictures from events and trips and just everyday hanging out. Hopefully the will keep you in the know.
But what story would be complete without at setting. Currently, I'm living in the glorious state of Colorado in a small college town known as Boulder (home of the University of Colorado at Boulder). Let me tell you about this fanciful place where the idea of a social or political moderate is but a dream. This lovely land is populated by Republicans and old dried out hippies as well as a 98% white college campus. It's the health food capital of the world and home to such great companies as Celestial Seasonings. In addition, the level of alcoholism is so high that... umm... I forget. Which reminds me about how much weed is smoked up here. The amount of drugs I see regularly entering the bodies of my friends is nothing compared to the amount of drugs I regularly see entering the frat and sorority houses.
Which, of course, brings me to frat central: The Hill.
University Hill, known lovingly to us students as The Hill, is right next to the CU campus and is home to such great places as The Fox Theatre, Deli Zone, Albums on the Hill, The Sink, Buchanans, and every frat and sorority house at CU. In fact, The Hill is known for it's regular (and occasionally irregular) riots and drunken parties. Freshman will wander aimlessly along The Hill on weekends hoping to find a party that will let them in to gratefully indulge in a small bit of alcohol before passing out in some strange (or, if lucky, familiar) bathroom. Nowhere else have I seen such rampant debauchery (very poor debauchery at that).
Perhaps, I can even find you a map of what's around here, but for the moment, I have none. No map for you, but I'd be glad to give you a grand tour of my home.
So, now we have the principle elements for my true tales and heartfelt admissions: characters, a setting, and, of course, a narrator (that would be me, dipshit!). And so, I begin, asking only that you let my tales weave a veritable forest of information from which anyone might glean a spicy tidbit or morsel of advice for the good of all humanity...
