quiet ramblings

the quiet ramblings of a construction worker: About

About


I am just another regular guy, with thoughts popping into my head always.  The difference between me and mainstream society, is the pathways by witch my neurons are transported.  Let's just say I have to go to great lengths to get a steady flow into my frontal lobes (they're probably smaller than normal because I have such a massive brain full of knowledge).  What I'm getting at is that your frontal lobes are the control center for such things like impulsive control, attention span, social activity, spontaneity... the lists goes on.

Basically what this means, is that I don't have a filter.  That's right the words just flow out of my mouth as I'm thinking them, rather than a logical battle over appropriateness of vocabulary, tone, social situation... this list goes on to.  As you could imagine, this type of behavior could get a guy in a lot of trouble.  This is true.  Unfortunately, at some point in time, I was cursed with an idea.  What idea, say you?  I started to think that what I had to say was worth saying.  Even if inappropriate, something developed.  This is when my life became story (don't ask me when, because I can't pin point a specific time).  

Conflict became necessity as a need to keep the story going.  Projects were created, never to be finished one before the other.  Items procrastinated, all to keep on rolling...  That's why everything is open ended...  

I like humor, and I like to explore trivial concepts as if they were life threatening, while at the same time treating all items of importance as though they are trivial.

Brilliant or just plain unbrilliant... you be the judge.

If you have any comments, questions, hate mail, etc. please send 'em my way bring it!