Well, well, well. I hope you people understand satire.

This is my rambling intro-mission-statement, kids. Welcome to the bloggy blog.

I can't see the word "blog" without thinking "bloggity blog blog." much like Evan can't hear a British accent without instantly mocking it.

For the time being, I have no energy to put into HTML. Half the reason I create blogs is kill several hours editing layouts to my liking. It's good to have hobbies, right? I also need to get a more sophisticated picture, something that shows I'm "indie" but not trying to hard, pretending like someone else took the picture, possibly wearing my glasses to appear smarter. Although I've been known to dabble in vanity and have given the myspace angle the old college try back in the day, I typically lose motivation for self portraits. If only I had that self portrait I did in high school. Ink outline over acryllic wash of surreal colors. I think my face was green.

This is off to a good start for a blog titled "mumbling rubbish" eh? I got the idea for the name while describing the actions of Charlie Sheen in a recent dream I had. He was my roommate and he only appeared to me draped in hookers and speaking incoherently. Nothing about this put me off quite as much as him neglecting the dishes. Good to know where your priorities are, subconscious.

Well, I plan to rant about politics, praise things that are already praised too much (beer), talk about my daughter's bowel movements, and fulfill my New Year's Resolution of not dumbing myself down for fear of offending people. So, here's to new blogs, new beginnings, and further alienating my conservative friends. (YOU'RE WHAT'S WRONG WITH AMERICA! LOVE YOU!)