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As a child, my father liked the fact that he had someone he was able to command so to speak. He always told me, as many fathers tell their kids, that if I put my mind to it, I can be anything I would like to be when the time comes. The funny thing is with my dad, there were two restrictions. I could never be a police officer and never work at the Department of Motor Vehicle, as long as he was still breathing.

I really never understood why not a police officer, granted, many of them are power driven hard- on’s just looking to meet their monthly quota, but not all cops are jerk offs. Who is to say why, my dad really just never had any good interaction with any police officer in the fifty years of his life, and he just did not want his son working for criminals. The best part is that, yes, the police are the criminals through his crazy eyes. On the other hand, I must agree with him, if you work at the DMV, the chances are you probably suck.

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I am starting this blog because it is something I have always wanted to do, probably since around the time I was in the seventh or eighth grade. This has always been a dream, and the time has come where I found my voice, or at least I think I did. This is a new chapter in my life and it is to help myself cope with things going on with my life, and in order to do that I felt it was time to move on from the ragged old journal and open my mind to the world. To speak quite frankly, I do not give a fuck about whether or not you enjoy reading what gets posted. Honestly, the only care I have is being able to speak my mind, tell the stories I would like to, and overall just enjoy myself. I guess you could call this my therapy, and it is at the expense of either your enjoyment or misery. So to the people that find satisfaction with this post and the posts that follow, I thank you, and I promise, at least from my own point of view, there will never be a dull moment. A few friends of mine will also be sharing what they find worth telling the world. To go at this alone would just be futile, especially when I know of so many around me that share the same raw hunger I have to express themselves but do not know how to. All together, this is stumpedwise, a dream of mine that will finally meet reality. And to the people that don’t like what we have to say, how we write, our perspective on the world and whats going on in it or anything else that this site will offer in the future, and I can’t speak for anyone else, but go fuck yourself.

TQS

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