Beginnings

Seedman asked me to write a post to test this out, so I thought I would begin at the best possible spot ... the beginning. The first night I met Seedman (who at that time was no where near capable of being the moniker he now uses). As people were introducing themselves at this particular event whose heteroness I now question, we decided to tell jokes. Most were pretty typical, until we got to Seedman, who offered a yarn I'll never forget. The subject matter had to do with sorority girls and grilled cheese sandwiches. Was it funny? Only if you're laughing AT him. In fact I thought he was quite strange. But here we are now, members on a blog we should be too mature for by now. But I suppose it's best we hang on to some memories. Like grilled cheese.

So share some people, and nicknames, and trees of taste. And let's hope one day a now fat shell of a woman who once had such promise in life reads about a tale of how she earned the nickname 'Old Faithful'.

Or share other stories too. Like how Wall-E may be one of the 10 best movies I have ever seen (that's no joke...seriously, check it out)

For now I'm out...but expect more from The Franchise, and the return of the Vincent Price photo.