That title sounds bad ass, like I'm some sort of ninja standing atop a high mountain field, waiting for destiny.
Ninja or not though, I just wanted to announce my triumphant return to PtR. It's been a long time since I've been on here in any real capacity, stopping by once or twice just to let you all know I wasn't dead. Well, this time I'm back, and I'm still not dead. For all of you old timers, that means I'll be back at it with more insightful blithering idiocy that may or may not have anything to do with the Spurs. For all you newcomers though, that means you'll get to know me through my insightful blithering idiocy that may or may not have anything to do with the Spurs. Whatever the case may be, I'm usually good for riotous amounts of laughter, or sometimes just a pity laugh.
As far as my recent backstory goes, let's just say that I packed a whole lot of living into the past few months. I got to learn firsthand what a gigantic whore of an economy our collective nation operates under. I was able to experience the glorious job market in all of its unbridled, heathen glory. I earned the right to say, for the first time in my life, that I did not start a fight, but rather finished one. I saw a fish.
As I type this, I'm sitting at work at my new job, working as an intern for an ad agency. It's kind of demeaning, considering my age, but I am actually really happy with it. Happy or not though, I'm still obviously prone to not doing my work in lieu of being distracted by things that seem more interesting or shiny. You gotta live life with that childlike sense of wonderment, I say.
As far as our Inglorious BasSpurs (I made that up just now, so if it's awesome, then you're welcome, and if not, then I hate you) are concerned, I'll be attending the preseason game against the Cavs. I'll also be picking up the latest iteration of the venerable NBA 2k franchise, which looks to be the first game capable of being in my PS3, and NOT being named Skate or Skate 2 at the same time.
Anyhow, I just wanted to shamelessly promote myself and my return to the blog-sphere. I operate under the perhaps woeful ruse that I'm living an epic life, and that the world needs to know. Whatever that case ends up being, it is good to be back on here.
Good Times. They doth surely lie ahead. Verily.
I'm wearing red, gold, and blue Vans... Righteous.