So here we are, two more e-posers in this random, pock-marked information highway we call the blogosphere. He's TrickDaddy, my drinking doppelganger if I've ever had one, and three years my junior. Myself? Well I'm just your average almost 30-something who needed another avenue for my creative juices to spew into. A creative spitoon if you will.
So here we are: Summer in a Bowl.
The title is an homage to the town we have both adopted as our own, San Diego. It's a title given by one of the most intelligent and alcohol-soaked minds I'll ever know. We'll call him RubberMan, since the Internets are so fond of pseudonyms, and well, he deals in rubber in many forms.
Well anyway, enough of this intro babble. There will be no rhyme or reason to our pacing or topic matter. Suffice it to say that we will cover everything from personal gripes (which we'll try to keep to a minimum. As the Sex Cannon would so adroitly say, that's Kevin Spacey gay) to pontifications about the world at large.
Remember gang, keep reaching for the stars, but keep your feet on the ground. Or something like that.
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