Charles Barkley once said that "you can talk without saying a thing. But I don't ever want to be that type of person." So, it's in the spirit of the misanthropic Sir Charles that I begin this weblog. I plan on using this blog to voice my opinion on a wide variety of random topics: the designated hitter rule, the state of the world around us, the joys (and ensuing struggles) of impending fatherhood, the beauty of a great steak sandwich, the banalities of organized religion, my obsession with the swiffer, the love of a good scotch, the unconditional friendship of a cool dog, the hypocrisy of a culture of victimization, the greatness that is Scrabble...well, I think you're getting the point. If you're reading this, be prepared for a lot of ranting from a cynical New Yorker who reads, eats, drinks, smokes, loves and hates...too much.
But I'm also writing the blog because it's cheaper than therapy and I don't have to make the $15 co-payment. I've kept a journal at various stages of my life. I found that both writing and reading it were highly therapeutic for me and gave me a good deal of perspective on my life. I figure when I'm in my golden years, sitting on the porch swing with Boss Lady, whittling farm animals out of ivory soap, and listening to the soft soothing sounds of the banjo, I can read this blog and just LAUGH!
"NON CALOR SED UMOR EST QUI NOBIS INCOMMODAT"
Loosely translated: "It's not the heat, it's the humidity."