This might be one of the least popular blogs in the world.

     Maybe people read this by chance, or not at all.  Or maybe the hits I have gotten was just some accident.  I don't know.
     I like to write, and possibly spew.
     I've been having trouble making myself write on this blog, though I know if I keep doing it, that I will get more hits eventually.
     I heard on a Howard Stern news report that one blogger made $24,000 in a year.  Is that true?  It could be, if lots of people go to his site, and he earns advertising revenue.  I am glad it happens.  For it to happen to me would be nice, but I guess I need to work harder.  I am not sure.  Or work smarter.  Not sure about that, either.  People watch and read whatever the hell they want to.  Why in god's name would they read my ramblings?  No reason at all.
     I've had lots of ideas for this blog, but now that I am here, I am drawing blanks.  Let's see, I woke up today, being late for yoga, so I sluffed that, preferring to go to the coffee shop.  I literally ended up making a comic book page about a cute bunny fucking a brunette with pigtails who wanted to get fucked.  Haha.  I saw a beautiful girl with pigtails walking down the street, and she became the subject of my comic book page.  It was a fun page to draw.
     My coffee was good.  I enjoyed sitting out there.  It was a little cold, but I managed to get some work done.
     Mostly, it has been about 'Clone Wars Adventures' today.  I made some money, and continued with my building, which is a lot of fun for me.  It is the part of the game that I like the most.  It is a lot of fun.  I enjoy it.
     I was miffed at first by the building.  It was more complicated than building in 'Free Realms'.  I like it more now.  It is a challenge, and I like it.  I am experimenting with architecture, almost a dream come true.  People can visit me on my lot, so it is a cool thing to build a fun play area in a video game.  It is amazing technology.  Never before could this happen, it is awesome.
     The game does get boring, because 'Mine Buster' seems to me to be the best way to make money in the game, so I play that one over and over and over again.
     I enjoy the friendships on the game, and the kids from Clone Wars watch my videos, so it gives my channel hits, which is what I want.  Also, they like to be filmed, so that is good.
     Dialogue in the game is a challenge, with the dialogue box being heavily edited, but there are ways around it.  Hard to communicate, though, when the person doesn't know how to navigate the chat box too well.  It can be frustrating if the person does not have a good vocabulary, and doesn't understand how to form cohesive sentences.
     I am glad to be writing.  I don't know why I delay.  Once I am doing it, I fly.
     Days past, I would just sit at my typewriter, and no one would ever read what I wrote.  At least on the blog, there is a chance someone will read it.
     On the other hand, I don't know if I even want people to read what I write.  I feel naked doing this more than just about anything else.  It is easier for people I don't know to read this, than for people I know.  That is scary, because that affects how they think of me.
     But I don't care, everyone has their own lives.
     Anyway, I played some facebook games yesterday.  The only way I can justify playing so many video games, is that they will end up being videos on youtube, and there is a huge audience out there for people who like to watch video game videos.  I am trying to tap into that.  So far, it is working pretty good.  My art videos, on the other hand, are not doing well at all, but maybe the video game videos are an accessible doorway for people to watch my other stuff.  That is fine with me.
     Currently, an out of tune band that sounds mediocre to me is rehearsing.  It would be better for me if they did not play at all.  They just sound tedious to me, and derivative, without the talent to deliver the goods.
     Anyhow, so Clone Wars is going good.  I barely touch Free Realms anymore, though I like to go in there and build, too.
     Meanwhile on the horizon is Lord of The Rings Online.  That game kind of freaks me out, it is very intensive and realistic.  I love it, though, and enjoy playing it when I am on.
     I still have EverQuest to play for Christ's sake.
     Not to mention EQ II.
     Okay, I have plenty of games to play. 
     It is the video game life.
     I guess the idea is to write tons of blogs, to see what will happen.
     Yeah, I don't know why anybody would read this.  But you never know what people will like.  I have no idea.
     I guess if I worked on my writing more, something would happen.  I am trying, it ain't easy.
     A lot of kids don't even bother to spell words correctly, because it is fashionable to be stupid.  Let's see them get jobs when they are out of school.  Not knowing how to spell or write gets old really fast when you got college classes or you can't get a decent job.
     I'm one to talk.  I can actually read and write and that hasn't gotten me very far at all.  Of course, one day I am hoping it will, but I need fans, and people who read my shit.
     Let's see..what else?  So I love to listen to Howard Stern on youtube, but even that gets old.  I can only listen to so much of that, but then I listen to other stuff and I am not as entertained, so I go back to Howard and Robin.
    Artie Lang, what a fat fuck.  I love Artie, and I despise that fat tub of lard.  I wonder how he is doing?  Probably not especially well.
     So, I never won the popularity contest in school.  I did not even try.  I just tried to be myself, without putting on a show all the time for cheap attention.  I was jealous of guys who got attention from females.  I wasn't even smoking and drinking, and I was young and skinny, and mostly ignored.  Man, I thought people cared about art, they could give a fuck.  Haha.  It is the same way today.  I have not figured out how to get people to care about my art, or to even see it, even though it is available on youtube.  They just don't care, and why should they?  I don't blame them.
     Let's see...what else?  Let's see, can't talk about family...that is a no-no.  I don't know why.  I guess they don't want to be talked about.  Oh well.  Their loss.  I would love for them to talk about me.  It would just be free advertising.
    Let's see, I've been thinking about 'The Land of Oz'.  I don't know what sense that place makes.  Or what it means.  It is just make-believe, though growing up, I was wishing that place was real.  Now I got 'Free Realms' and it is the same thing.  Same kind of magic innocent land with pixies and fairies and magic and all the good stuff, and women in flowing elegant dresses or whatever, and armored men who can kick ass.
     Let's see...what else?  I don't know.  I just know I love to write.  I am pretty happy just letting my fingers move across the keyboard.  It took me years to get used to this computer shit.  I liked manual typewriters the best, I liked the ebb and flow.  Now I am used to this, and I barely touch my manual typewriter.  No one will read what I type there, so I don't bother.
     I like to share what is going on in my life and in my mind.  It is fun.  I hope no one holds it against me for being me.  I like being me, and if other people don't like it, then fuck them.
     People seem to be nosy about what I write and draw in public places.  They are always copping for a peek, but never say anything.  I notice their eyes.  I guess they are just curious.  I try not to peek or look at people's shit, or try to read the titles of the books they are reading, it is a little intrusive.  Okay, sometimes you can't help it.  Certain situations you can't ignore.
     I keep wanting to write about the behaviors of men in the YMCA locker room.  I walk into the steam room with a towel wrapped around me.  Sometimes, every body is completely nude and naked in there.  Sometimes, some are naked, and some have towels.  Sometimes everyone has towels, but then a completely nude man will walk in, not even holding a towel, apparently completely fine with imposing his nudity on the other men, who may or may not like it, or might not care, or some might care, or some might enjoy it a lot.  Anyways, there are lots of things I notice.  There seems to be an equal mix of gay and straight men.  Personally, I don't need to see male ass.  Only at times is it interesting if it is for some art thing.  I would much rather see naked women, that is more my thing.
    Let's see, I haven't gotten laid in a while.  I would like to rectify that situation soon, but that is impossible unless there is some woman who wants me to fuck her.
    One of the things I've been thinking about is the population of the world.  There are so many people.  Basically, we can not take care of the people we have, and there aren't enough jobs.  People go to bed hungry, well, some people don't have beds.  Or food.  Or a place to live.  Or clean drinking water.  So, it is a fucked up world basically.
     Humans aren't that important, or are they?  Only certain ones, I guess.  I am not very important, nobody takes me seriously, and why should they?  No reason at all.
     I can't get published.  I haven't tried.  Why bother?  No one reads anymore. 
    Well, they read a lot, actually.  It's just not always books.  They got their portable electronic devices.
     Man, I am really going with the words.  Happens, when I get on a roll.  I am not really writing about anything at this point, just spewing.  Maybe someday I will go over this, and edit...or not.  I  don't like to edit myself.
     I want to talk about dick and penis and vagina and orgasms and sex.  That sounds fun, but then I get bored after three minutes, like most people.  I just like to pump and cum, anyhow.  No, that isn't true.  Anyway, I am confused about the subject.  No, I am not.  I like sex, and I like all sexual things.  Well, some of the things, I don't like it all.  It isn't always pretty.  I am just fascinated, and sometimes I get pretty horny.  Booze makes me horny in a hungry way.  I've actually been successful to get laid while slightly inebriated.  It works, and it helps that I like to drink.  Hey, getting drunk is how the human race has populated itself.  Women are so passive, and understated in meeting me.  They don't care, and have nothing to say to me, nor I to them, except, 'Hey, you want to get it on?"  I don't enjoy talking that much in general, unless I am in the mood.  I am a sucker for people taking advantage of my willingness to listen.  My comprehension is good, so I can help piece together their fucked-up scattered minds.
     I have not been reading much.  The only book I am reading when I bother to open the pages is 'Conan The Barbarian'.  When I read it, it is good.  I enjoy the prose.  Robert E. Howard is a good writer.  Too bad he shot himself in the head.  Writers are fucked up people.  Imagine writing Conan in Texas during the thirties?  No one gave a shit about his work.  Now it is an online game, and there is a new Conan movie coming out. 
     Well, well, well.  That is enough damage for now.  I really enjoyed writing this entry.  It is mostly about nothing, just about shit that has been in my mind.  I haven't even bothered to empty out all of mind's contents.  Maybe I will at some future point when the next idea comes.