Coming out...

Well. I finally did it. I started telling people about my blog. Until now, besides strangers, the only people in my life that view it are my sister, her husband (Brizzett), and Ms Cartier (who's own blog inspired this brilliance). Times they are a changin'. You might start noticing some new commentors around here. Don't be afraid. Just don't make eye contact, and don't use large words...such as 'sober.' And we'll all be just fine.

One of the agents at my office kind of discovered my blog once. It was a harrowing experience. From the resource room I start to hear one of the younger agent's banter:

Agent: "Born a genius...what is this? Oh, I think I found Joe's blog."

Joe from across room: Pees myself..."oh don't worry about that, just ignore it"

Agent: Reading outloud from my profile..."'I'm the best looking motherfucker you've ever seen?!" Laughing out loud now (or LOLing for you fucking nerds).

It was about this point another agent started showing interest and my face began getting very very red.

Joe: "Uhh let's errr just uhh..."

Agent: "I'm just going to go and clear this from the internet history."

Joe: "Thank god."

And that was that.


I still haven't shown my parents the blog yet. I think they would enjoy it but I'm waiting until I settle it down a little. So like when I'm dead. Keith, Pat, and Maya all found at at Silver Dollar last Friday. I spend so much time online that I never realized how difficult it is to tell people that my blog is titled "Born A Genius." At least it's difficult to say with a straight face. Even though it is true. Die naysayers. Now after I say anything strange or funny, I get the "that should go on your blog." I decide what goes on the blog you peons! I decide who lives or dies! Do not question my genius! My genius is not to be questioned! Just pay your alms and get to the back of the line.