Of Ice and...Men?

Thank you Haley, for being the only person to give me what I so loosely described as an idea (I am starting to regret that vague description). But being that I am a man of my word I suppose I should write SOMETHING on the "topic."
But what exactly is the topic here? Ice? Androgyny? A kid who doesn't look to be 14 yet driving to school? I must admit that a certain JJsears77 shows a large amount of gusto posting things like this for all the world to see (or at least the 200 or so people who've viewed), and I applaud him for that.

And it turns out that instead of working on my writing I was working on my Death Knight, story of my life. Oh well, at least there's something here...

A subject! A subject! My Kingdom for a subject!

Being of the human race, I am forced to live with and see myself every day, and after all these years getting to know me I have come to learn two things. I like orgasms and I need direction. Now these things have nothing to do with each other (ladies, I need no direction in the bedroom), they're just the two truths I have come to hold dearest to my heart. So now I have come to you, the internet, for help, you have helped me so often through my adolescence with one of these (several times a day most days) and it seems only fitting that I ask you for help with the other. I think I like long form, stream of consciousness rambles rather than single line ideas (Ellen DeGeneres vs Steven Wright). But I need a direction to go, otherwise I putter around in circles.

So if you can, please help a blogga' out and leave me some ideas. They could be single words, giant sentences or even thesis statements. I in turn will try my darnedest to provide you with some quasi entertaining rambles.

There's something missing in the state of Denmark (and my Denmark I mean my life (not that I'm now naming my life Denmark, I'm not))

Well, it's been almost a year since I've made a single post. But I feel something has been missing from my life, and last night at Shakey's I realized it's the silliness. I've been waking up, going to work and coming home for quite a while now, and while I've been filling all available space with things that make me happy, I haven't been happy. There's no outlet for me to be a smart ass, because when you're a smart ass to actual people they just get angry at you and I've spent the better part of my life (well, all of it) trying to make it so nobody is ever angry at me. But when you're a smart ass to people on camera or on stage everyone laughs and nobody's angry...usually.

So I've decided to try and come back to the ole' thoughts of the day and revamp it again, perhaps this time it'll stick...

or maybe I'll see you again next year.