Hi.
No, really, Hi.
I know it doesn't seem like much now, but this is going to be great. I mean GREAT, you know? All caps means something BIG is going on, get me? So when I say GREAT, I don't mean it's just going to be ok, I mean it's going to rock your socks like flocks of qualudes. Yeah, a rhyme would have been cool there, but oh well, it's more fun to think about qualudes, right? I don't really use qualudes.

Well, I do.

No I don't.

Yeah, I really do.

Just kidding.

Heh.

I do though.

Use them I mean.

Not really.

Anyways, this blog should work out nicely, as I have plenty of time to update it and I have enough egotism to feel you want to read it. I sincerely doubt it's going to be about anything, no running theme anyways. It will undoubtedly consist of me lamely attempting to be funny and falling flat on my face. I'll certainly force my opinions on you. Opinions in the realms of music, movies, political mumbo-jumbo, my own good looks, and why 24 is the coolest show ever.

Things to keep in mind:

1. I'm never wrong.

2. Ever.

3. I have lots and lots of guilty pleasures, vices, etc that are horribly embarrassing and trite. But I love every one of them. So you'll have to deal with me ranting about how friggin' cool Peter Gabriel is, why you should support every Steve Martin movie as if it's Titanic, and the coolness of one Mr. Jack Bauer.

4. I'm an entertainment WHORE (notice caps).

5. I think I'm pretty like a model.

6. If you agree, disagree, want to call me a little bitch, it's easy to do through AIM, MSN, IRC, or Yahoo. My name on all of them is "inmanwilco." Doesn't get any easier than that.

Ok, now I'm going to post this, work on my profile (if I even have one), and drink coffee to prep for my first "real" post.

I think you're objectively all-right,
Eric.