This is my very first blog post ever. Why would I get into blogging? Well, I'm unemployed and I I've run out of soap operas on "Telemundo" to rub one out to. Figuring out what the fuck to talk about is an ordeal itself. I'm no real expert on anything and I certainly don't have very much experience. I guess first thing is first. I live in Boston and like most of the east coast we are out of our mind with snow. I hate the snow. I never liked it and I can never understand when someone who lives in the city says that they love the snow. If you live in the country, then sure the snow is great. But, in the city? It's a nuisance, it piles up, it gets filthy because of all the cars. It gets black and oily, it's not even snow any more. I remember trying to make snowmen as a kid, it looked like I was holding a menstrual show in my front yard. I just wish that it happened on Christmas eve, so it could stop my family from coming over. But then again, I'll just leave my walk way nice and icy. It should be fun watching a 78-year-old and two pregnant women try to walk on that shit. I'll just grab some egg nog and watch "dip-shits on ice".

So what am I going to specialize in? Politics, pop-culture or maybe even my favorite and longest running hobby: rooster fuc--uh--I mean pro wrestling. Maybe I can talk about some of the shit that I just absolutely hate. Like how I hate any guy who has ever proposed at a baseball game. First off, why would you put any girl in the perfect situation to reconsider. There are twenty 25 guys on the field who make more money than you and not to mention every one who isn't sitting in the upper deck. Also what if it doesn't work out? So now every time you watch baseball your going to think of that bitch? That's why you have to propose some where that's not a going to be a big part of your life. Like try proposing at the burn ward at a hospital, what are the odds your going back? I remember in one of my classes the issue of the term terrorist being a racist term was brought up. Everyone was against it being used as a label. So then what the fuck are we supposed to call these guys? Party poopers? "Oh great, chemical Ali is here! And he brought his i pod and he's plugging it in! Great, he likes Nickleback, now were listening to that shit, who invited him?" I got no problem with saying the word terrorist. Also my school (yes, I am still in college) has a lot of old people. I hate old people who go back to school. Like one time, in my political science class, the old lady who was in it turned to talk to me. She said: "Oh, that test was so difficult." "I'm worried that I didn't pass it." Then I thought to myself: "Lady, at your age, the only thing difficult that you should worry about passing is a kidney stone." I obviously didn't say this to her. I didn't say anything to her only because I was fear full of the conversation quickly turning into a recollection of how there used to be breweries and ice cream shops all over the area.

I mentioned how one of my hobbies was watching wrestling. I don't care that I'm in my 20s and I still watch. A lot of people my age and older watch it. I would like to do a post a week discussing the on goings of the rasslin world. On top off that I think that current events and me ranting about shit should make for a half-way decent blog. So, I hope you guys reading this enjoy it. If you don't, go screw.