29th Street Ballroom
First Impressions Are Crucial
Allow myself to introduce...myself. Here are a few fun
facts about me:
I am a charismatic and obsequious young man whose shiny
personality captivates those around me, but most of all myself
My favorite sounds are puppies and children playing
under a rainbow
I enjoy speaking in strange accents for no apparent
reason
I enjoy choosing extra-crunchy peanut butter because I
think it "keeps me real"
I prefer understanding to confusion, art to science and
Betty to Veronica
I sometimes think wisdom can be found coming from the
mouths of children, but understand that most of the time it is just
incoherent babbling that must be stopped at all cost
I walk with a limp although I have no injury, in order
to gain pity from strangers passing by
At times I eat with my left hand just to make sure my
right hand doesn’t get to cocky
But most of all, I love myself - so much that sometimes
I get a rash
All right.
Truth it is. I am 39 and
turning 40 this month (BTW, big party coming up so pencil it in the calendar).
For some reason I think that when a
person is 40 years old, they should be sort of a grown up man.
Right?
Well, in addition to all of the other
challenges and restraining orders I am dealing with, my inability to keep queso
fries out of my mouth and somehow make use of one of the many gym membership to
which I have subscribed seems to be one of the biggest.
So here we are.
I refuse to have Oprah moments. I will sometimes\oftentimes show up for
training hung-over or even still buzzed. But I promise you this, people of the
interweb. I will show up and do my best.
I will share my experiences here with candor and honesty.
And I will try and keep my whining to a minimum.
And I will see YOU at the finish line.
You don't know me, but that last line was to be
read with a knowing wink.