Hello, and here you go...thanks for reading

Hello All...First again, thanks for reading...i appreciate it immensily and welcome questions, comments, help if i forget something (or need to be corrected, you'll see why soon), and anything else.

This blog is going to obviously be about my life, but not in the boring day-to-day bitch rant that most blogs are. I'm sure some posts will be that way, but with those being in between depending on the days situations, this will be about my life...a gnarly autobiography. Every detail you will read is true, and it may drive some people crazy. Trust me, you will like this tale, and you'll laugh along the way. (well, most of it, other times you'll either die from the truth about ex-girlfriends, and other shit, or wonder what the fuck I was thinking). If you are/were in my life, I ASSURE YOU, you will be mentioned in this story (Beginning in high school anywho).

Thanks right all. To all of you (my friends whom i appreciate so much) who really have no idea about what my life has been like up until now. Some of you obviously know quite a lot about me, but not everything. I am putting this out there for a few reasons. 1.) I feel like telling everyone in the damn world about the nonsense i've done, be through, nearly been killed doing, etc, etc., 2.) I do not feel like trying to remember all this in a notebook just to tell one other person the whole story someday. 3.) To get all of the "stories" straight, and stop the turmoil on myself and Jim's brain when we get together trying to remember this stuff. 4.) Because everyone has a life and a story and when I think about mine, i cannot belive everything i've gone through...it needs to be told. My girlfriend doesn't even know probably more than 25% of my life, and it's hard explaining it to one person. Anywho...

I'm not going to bore you with the small stuff. I'm starting say about 7th gradeish today, then the next post will be the first day that changed my life. Of course, everything is the Bay City setting until way way long down the line.

Near that time my best friends were Kent Payne and Lori VanRiper. I had a paper route and blew all of my money on guitar lessons and wrestling figures (i still have those damn things too). Mostly what I remember from those days pre-7th grade and until later is honestly not much. It was before my parents divorced, before problems, before money, and before highschool (next posts). All I really remember is that I was a big dork and didn't care about much (still am and still don't). I do remember caring about my family and especially my brother, Ryan, I am often reminded of a story when I was about 10 that my mom still tells me. Back when the Riverwalk was new, we all went down to walk out it for the first time. My brother maybe 7years oldish. Said he didnt want to go close to the edge because he was scared. I said, "don't worry, i'm keep you safe." I never did look back after that day. I still would do anything in the world for my brother, regardless. If he needed me in Florida right now, i'd be on the next flight.
So yeah, i was (am) a dork, and really just hung out with Kent after school each day, not very eventful. I wasn't really into girls then, I was about 1.5 years younger than everyone in my grade and it showed. I had a few girls that always said they liked me, but being young i honestly didn't have a 'fn clue (ah depressing). So either way, pretty boring until then besides paying 20 bucks every week to Brian @ Mid-Michigan Music for what he called guitar lessons. Basically he gave me copied scale sheets and then listened to a cd i'd bring in and tab the songs out for me. Total rip off, but being a dork who was I to tell.

The next post will be the day, AND PEOPLE, that changed my life FOREVER.