This is the first official post on Sam's Taste of Chaos. At this point no one is actually paying attention, so I can pretty much say whatever I feel like. It's the sort of freedom that allows you to run around the house in your underwear when nobody else is home. Well except for the fact that items on the internet live forever. So I guess that would make it like you're running around the house in your underwear and no one is there to see you, but there is camera recording you the entire time that anyone in the world can view with an internet connection.
With that, I suppose I will behave my self and continue onward.
This blog exists for a couple of reasons.
1. I like to write.
2. I like for people to read what I write.
Simple enough, huh? I was surviving with Facebook for a while, then Twitter, but finally realized that I often needed more than 140 characters to express myself properly. As this venue is different from the social networks, I will attempt to refrain from any proliferated use of emoticons or such, but do not hold me to that should Mizzou win a national championship.
Much of what I write will be political and/or spiritual, but don't worry because I will still have a fair amount of gibberish and gobbledygook. And no, Gibberish and Gobbledygook are not Scottish poets. At least, not to my knowledge....