Hey folks...this is the second shot at this blog thing for me. My girl Delrizzly once hit me off with a web page, and you know, as we latchkey-kid, now-men types are prone to do--I messed it up.
Well, not exactly. I had a kid or two. And got a job. And started lifting weights...and watching "Flip This House"...and playing fantasy baseball...and listening to Bjork. And as anyone who listens to Bjork will tell you, she'll put a brother to sleep with her yodelling and yelling.
Anyway, like the true Savage-in-the-state-of-civilizing I am, I went back to school, picked up a rhyming dictionary, and got better for the experience, Oprah-style. I think that I just recently got enough narcissism back, after being humbled by the childbirth process, to think my words really mattered again. Now, I've got the eye of the tiger, and am ready to write pertinent, profound and persnickety (I just wanted to use that word) entries (yeah, I said it!) about music, life, parenting, politics, Natives...some non-Natives...etc, etc.
Fair enough?
Well, not exactly. I had a kid or two. And got a job. And started lifting weights...and watching "Flip This House"...and playing fantasy baseball...and listening to Bjork. And as anyone who listens to Bjork will tell you, she'll put a brother to sleep with her yodelling and yelling.
Anyway, like the true Savage-in-the-state-of-civilizing I am, I went back to school, picked up a rhyming dictionary, and got better for the experience, Oprah-style. I think that I just recently got enough narcissism back, after being humbled by the childbirth process, to think my words really mattered again. Now, I've got the eye of the tiger, and am ready to write pertinent, profound and persnickety (I just wanted to use that word) entries (yeah, I said it!) about music, life, parenting, politics, Natives...some non-Natives...etc, etc.
Fair enough?
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