I realize that it is a little late to come out with my very own blog.

I also realize that it is a bit arrogant to think that my life deserves it’s very own biased, quasi daily analysis and that people 1) would read it and 2) continue to read it out of some potential personal enjoyment.

I continue to realize that this might be the worst time to come out with a blog, seeing as it is, by far, not a new idea. Continuing with that thought, I am quite definitely, though probably egotistically, into ideas and actions that only I thought of either first or almost before anyone else did.

Be all that as it may, I am releasing my very own blog. Okay, applause unnecessary. But, I do appreciate it. Expect nothing from reading this. In fact, I would prefer it if you had no predispositions or opinions on my writing, my personality, my analytical abilities, or my humanness. Instead, just imagine a name. A guy with a name, with a keyboard. A guy, with a name, with a keyboard, with an opinion on something ... and maybe a lamp off to the side (maybe). That is really all I expect from you, the reader. And by “the reader” I simply mean my parents, the CIA, and that lonely 27 year old that tries out new blogs each day in hope of making "internet pals."

And now we can all move on to something of actual substance. Here goes…

Does anyone know what Cory Matthews has been up to lately? I haven't seen or heard from him in a while. He can't really be that busy, that he is unable to stop by sometime or even say hi. He is probably still married to Topanga, living next door to Mr. Pheeny, and getting into senseless situations involving the same three people every time.

Alright, I'm not gonna lie. I don't really have anything to talk about today. Maybe someday. But, probably not. In the meantime I'll keep thinking of words and otherness to discuss.

In conclusion, things are good. Got it. Yes.

One love.

-Colin