It was only a matter of time. My desire to have all attention stowed upon me. My desire to rant and rave even when no one is listening. I knew eventually I'd tire of entertaining my stuffed bear and Rock action figure. I am now branching out in an attempt to find more people to pay attention to me. I'm not sure if I actually have anything important or interesting to say but I do know I crave the attention. For now, I'll just type whatever fun thought pops into my head and at some point, something thrilling will arrive from it. I'm hoping for the whole thousand monkies at a thousand typewriters philosophy. If I rant long enough then I'm bound for gold. Right? Hello? Where you going? Aw man. Don't leave. I'm lonely.