Let's See What Happens...

   About 732 times a day, I tell myself, "Note to self: Remember THIS!" Apparently, my inner-self is deaf, because without fail I will forget 9.7 out of every 10 things I tell myself to remember. The .3 is accounted for because I usually remember that I was supposed to remember something; I just can't think of what it was.

    That being said, I've decided that this is as good a way as any to help me remember things. In the extreme likelihood I need to look back, it'll be here in writing. There is a lot going on right now. I'll try to keep the 1st one short and sweet.

   I guess as a little background for those who don't know me that well (which I'm hoping is most anyone reading this. If not, creepy... but to each, his own) I'll try to give a little background run-down. I'm 30. I'm married. I have an amazing son named Cameron, a.k.a. Monk. This kid is never ceases to amaze me. He's not quite 3 yet, but has no problem telling you what an octagon looks like, sings most of a couple Black Eyed Peas songs, and was talking at 4 months old... I'm not sure where he gets it, but he makes me a proud papa!

Monk and random frog friend

   I'm a teacher. That in and of itself could carry enough material to hold its own blog, but I'm sure it'll find enough room here in time. We were all kids once. When I look back, I think about how lucky I was to have some semblance of common sense.... Somewhere along the line, kids are losing the ability to place two rational thoughts in a row... Again, a post for another day.



   I listen to a lot of random music. The greatest movie of ALL TIME is Back to the Future.  If you even THINK that it's anything but this, please see a doctor. 


"This is heavy, Doc."

   I try to read as much as possible. I play video games. I dream about zombies (Yet, another post). I'm diagnosed OCD. I always think about working out and getting in shape... but immediately think about how awesome ice cream and japanese food is and forget about working out. I've been know to do a few 16 oz. curls. I'm throwing that one out there now in case I decide to throw out the occasional intoxicated post... trust me, it's gonna happen.

   That's enough for an intro, I guess. Hopefully, this'll go well. I got the idea from Aleena. So, if you see this, THANKS! :) Here's to something new... Let's see what happens...

Derrick