When I was about ten years old, I always thought of myself as wanting to be an actor, TV host, or entertainer of some sort.  I even thought about being an archaeologist or a scientist at one point.  An astrophysicist, to be exact.  Then I realized that higher math levels required for such a career would drive me more bonkers than Bonkers D. Bobcat himself, so I threw the idea aside.

Another thing I didn’t think of was the idea of going around, observing things, and then writing about said things.  The idea just never crossed my mind.  That changed, though, on the day I saw Harriet the Spy when I was in the fifth grade.

Not actually in the fifth grade, it was just during that time of my life when I saw it on TV.  Though that woulda’ been fun for a classroom movie sorta’ thing.  It certainly woulda’ been more fun that watching that educational movie about our bodies.  I remember when we watched the animated movie of The BFG one time.  That was pretty cool.  And yes, everyone laughed at the farting scene.  Why?  Because we were kids damnit.

So anyways, I was never going to call myself a spy the way Harriet did (hence the scribbled out thingy).  What stood out to me was the idea that I could do something different with my writing.  I’d normally written & illustrated stories and comics, but after watching Harriet, I wanted to dive into my thoughts and observations.  It was from more than just watching Harriet, though.  As time went on, I started pulling from other ideas and areas, such as writing assignments in school, speeches I’d given in classes, presentations and shows I’d envision myself doing, and especially my evolving stream of consciousness.

And here I am, doing just that or, more specifically, getting back into it.  It feels kind of funny that I’m retracing how I got into this kind of writing.  They say to remember your roots, however, so the time for looking back actually feels right.  I’m really happy to be blogging again, and I’ll always keep things lighthearted around here.  My intention is, has been, and always will be to treat this humble abode in a way so that others can enjoy reading the numerous things on my mind.  Go into fun things having to do with life, the unusual, and entertainment.  Explore my childhood, 90’s stuff, music & movies, and especially the numerous hours I would spend watching TV.

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Speaking of TV, have you ever stayed up watching late-night infomercials?  I used to do that a lot.  I guess there just wasn’t anything else on at the time.  I’m surprised I didn’t actually buy the stuff they’d advertise.  Granted, I was only a little bastard, so the only money I had was the weekly five bucks I’d get for cleaning around the house.  And though I could’ve saved up the money and ordered myself Brown and Crisp Microwave Cooking Bags, a Total Gym, or a Sobakawa Cloud Pillow, I instead chose to buy an occasional video game, Sonic the Hedgehog comics, and/or action figures.

Priorities as a kid during the 90’s.  ‘Nuff said.

All joking aside, buying toys and games was the better solution.  I mean… it was the 90’s.  Also, those Brown and Crisp Microwave Bags got a bunch of scathing reviews and seem about as effective as a speed-reading course I saw in an infomercial from a man who I won’t name for the simple reason that I’d like to avoid a lawsuit.  As for the other things, I ended up receiving a Total Gym as a present which I still use to this day.  And the pillow can go screw itself since I’ve grown fond of stacking body pillows like a madman.

Is it just me or does that previous sentence seem like it could be taken out of context?

I guess if I were to sum up that portion of my childhood, I would say it was a little on the strange side, but also fun and productive.  In hindsight, though, it might not have been as strange as I thought.  Those aforementioned nights did make for a fun blog post, so I’m not complaining.  And while I don’t watch infomercials anymore, I can’t help but think back to those nights whenever I see one on TV.

Unfortunately, I would sometimes accidentally fall asleep to ‘em, having bizarre dreams where everyone around me is trying to sell me whatever product that’s on TV.  Seriously, those were a little scary and are the primary reason I don’t watch infomercials anymore.  The last thing I need is some shirtless guy yelling at me to replace my Total Gym with a Bowflex.

Until next time, always remember to chew with your mouth closed.  Have I already said that in a previous blog post?  We’ll never know.

See ya later!  o/