Here it is...

You asked for it, so here it is. If this experiment fails, I will not blame myself. I will blame you—and you know who you are.

I haven’t planned for this; I don’t plan for anything. Actually plans frighten me. I don’t plan the awkward moments, mishaps, dangers, and general ridiculousness that I seem to encounter everyday. I have an uncanny ability to make myself look like a fool.

The best lesson I have ever learned is to never take myself too seriously. Most of my experiences are born from my own clumsiness, embarrassment, and inability to shut my mouth. I embrace the cynical and the sarcastic and it is not from brevity of wit. I find most things funny, even some of the worst things. I suppose I would rather laugh than cry. I am ridiculous and, although you may not know it, so are you. And isn’t that the fun of it all?

I ask myself the big questions and I can hold my own during an intellectual battle. However, I find big questions profoundly uninteresting. I find people interesting. That doesn’t mean I like them, I often don’t. Reciprocally, they often don’t like me. I also like words, handwriting, and anything faux bois. Those things are also interesting.
I live an ordinary but great life. I hope to continue with the ridiculousness and laugh the whole damn time. For some reason, Joe has agreed to come along with me. I love him for that.
I am not sure what this nonsense will be about. Perhaps just that—nonsense.