Yeah, this blog's been up and running for two weeks now. I was waiting for my muse to drop-kick my ass, but I got nothin'. So I'm just gonna go on record here and emphatically state that I did not have sexual rel....no, that's not me.
Stay tuned, you never know. I might spew out some genius shit soon and you'll see my "collected prose and poetry" (isn't that redundant?) on the shelf at Borders everywhere, right next to Walt friggin' Whitman. But for now, I'm off on a 45 minute drive to "The River" to see if I can't down a fatty burger on Lake Pepin and spot some of those flying buffalo known as "Bald Eagles."