While doing some research for a future blog post I came across the best definition dictionary.com has ever provided. While that blog may never make it out of the draft phase I can at least share my findings:
If you can’t see it take a closer look at the ads…
Sorry for the lack of information, nearly two days with no update, you must be worried sick.. Never fear, I have been busy preparing meaningful content and getting the site prepped for the incoming masses of fans following my first really real post. Here’s what I’ve been doing on the back-end to get things SEO’d and ready to the max!
Permalinks helps my page work better with the spiders that crawl the interwebs. “DoFollow” is for you, the commenter, so long as you fill in your web address when you leave a comment. The contact form is for everyone, but please no more than 3 autograph requests per email, I am a very busy man.
Now that you’re up to date with my plans what plans do you have? Is there anything I could change/add to make this place better for you? Do you have any suggestions or comments, if I choose your suggestion you might just get your name listed in a post like Stephanie and Justin did so what are you waiting for?
Sharing unoriginal content on my blog isn’t something i plan to do often. But seeing as this is week one and everyone is getting settled around their monitors in anticipation of my next update i couldn’t resist.
i read this great article last week that really piqued my interest, i go crazy for semantics and thought i would take on the challenge put forward by the author. The article details the genealogy of the English languages’ capitalization of the letter “i”. i am horrible at shortening stories, in fact i tend to make them longer, so i won’t waste another word. Go read the article then come back and share Your thoughts.
What do You think about the article, ignoring the blatant political pandering? Will You defy social convention and place the emphasis where it belongs or does “I” matter most?
This is the part where I tell everyone a little about myself, like an AA meeting only with more alcohol and less crying, but first my motives.
I created this blog because I misplace a large amount of information daily. While at present these forgotten thoughts seem unworthy of my fleeting attention I realize that someday I might indeed benefit from their recollection. In other words I can’t remember what I had for breakfast yesterday or exactly what reasoning I used to solve freewill vs. determinism, and this blog will help me with both. I also hope to create a forum where I can share my ideas and maintain an active dialogue with conscious individuals such as Yourself.
- So I lied about the alcohol, my blog is BYOB, sue me.
The thought of fully explaining myself in one blog posts seems rather pitiful as anyone capable of writing their autobiography in one sitting would lead an admittedly dull life. I will strive to illuminate the keystones of my personality and allow for the gaps to be filled by later blog postings and by your own imaginations.
Personal
24 years old, 5′11″ athletic build, blond hair, grey eyes; Sorry ladies I’m married. I was brought up in a small berg called Oildale, on the outskirts of Bakersfield. I now live in the East Bay but find it aesthetically pleasing to say ‘Silicon Valley’. My lovely wife has two dogs and I a cat.
Education
The phrase “student of life” would be an understatement and misnomer. I’ve been a student my entire life and will continue to be for the foreseeable future. Currently enrolled at CSUEB (aka: Cal State Hayward) earning my BA in Philosophy, I plan to attend law school upon completion.
Gaming
I game. xbox gamertag=caleiam I’ll play anything that can keep my attention. My latest vice, CoD4 multiplayer, has consumed many an hour from my life. In the last few months my time online has dropped significantly but I am always up for a little pwnage at the request of a friend.
Golf
I played in high school but only put in as much effort as was needed to remain on the team but never an ounce more. About 2 years ago I started going to the range again and the love hasn’t stopped since. The remorse I suffer for all the years of missed experience is one of the greatest burdens I bear.
- Okay, I lied about the crying too, you can’t blame me, its not everyday a grown man cries and I was more than justified in concealing my true intentions.
By now I must sound like a really cool guy and I’m sure all of you are queuing up at the internet factory to request that my blog be removed from the interwebs permanently. Rest assured one day I will post something of value to you and on that day you will leap from the shadows and let your presence and gratitude be known by commenting.
