Who I Am

I'm not who you think I am. If you don't know me, then you cannot even begin to imagine who I am. You could picture me in any way you want. Let your imagination run wild. Go ahead. Imagine. Are you picturing me tall? Perhaps short? You might even begin to imagine me as a well-built athletic hunk. Maybe not. I don't know. Before you begin to imagine, let me just say one thing. Everything you thought was wrong. You don't have the slightest clue who I am. Sure, you could possibly identify my personality from these blogs, but you still only have half the picture. Instead of making this into a mystery novel, let me just explain who I am in the best way that I can. Maybe, after I explain myself, you might know me better than before or you may walk away without a care in the world. Either way, you are now reading this blog. Because you are reading this blog and because you have read this far into it, you are now curious to find out who I really am. Go on. Continue to read on. I am the opposite of a democrat, but not that patriotic toward my country as I should be. I don't believe in a religion, but in a way of living. What people call music and what I call music are two different types of music. My life is entertaining and so are my future dreams. I'm not short, but I'm also not tall. My strengths and weaknesses are different from the mightiest humans. When I say strengths and weaknesses, I'm not talking about failure and accomplishments. My life is full of those as it is. I think a "Results May Vary" should be posted on my face. My love life seems to think I'm a creep and a weirdo and I just don't belong. You could call me the Joker because I laugh at the most absurd situations or you could call me House because of my witty remarks toward human nature. I believe that Global Warming is just a way to spend more money and make people more worried than they already are. My favorite bands are names of a bug, a car, a pot smoking holiday, a religious icon and sound traveling data, a high number of blinking, and a fighter plane from WWII. My best friends are not all the ones in my Top 8, but a few. If there's anything in life that I will never understand is chemistry, philosophy, and girls. I realized that when I like a girl, she doesn't like me, but when I don't like a girl, she likes me, so maybe I shouldn't like anyone and see how that goes. A few of my best friends have 61 black and white keys, 6 strings, and 5 heads. I enjoy capturing objects of everyday life with a push of a button. My other best friend seems to obtain many of my interests and his name is something you step on or lay on. My skin resembles the color of mocha and my hair resembles a puddle of tar. My voice is something no man on earth has ever heard before. I live in a cow-town named Lard. Lard is the heart of California and the crossroads to every destination. I'm not young, but I'm not old. Whatever age you think I am, you are wrong, but I won't be upset if you guess incorrectly. This is who I am in the best way I can describe. Do you think you know me better? Maybe. Maybe not. You may never fully know me. I may never fully know myself. Just keep using your imagination and eventually you'll get it right.