Trust me. It's true. Your life would be more complete if you were to know me a little better. Of course, the effect would be null if you were to meet me in person because the effect my appearance would have would be detrimental (not to your eyes, but to the positive psychological effect my blog has on you). Blogs are a way of expressing thoughts and ideas without the hinderance of image. Yes, my good looks will still get in the way...unfortunately. But the best part of this is that you can always imagine what I look like. I will give you some details so you can have a more accurate frame of reference. I am an attractive caucasian male with brown hair (I never had that knack that every girl has to be able to name exactly what hair color someone has, such as 'sandy blonde,' 'dirty blonde,' 'just plain blonde,' and 'salt & pepper.' Sometimes I think I have it. I say, "muddy blonde!" Then, of course, they'll look at me funny and say, "Muddy blonde isn't a color, stupid!" And like dirty blonde is! Anyway, back to myself...). Like I said, I am a caucasian with brown hair and brown eyes. I do not go to the tanning bed, so I am still caucasian, but with a minor tan, which I think is ideal. Not pale and not...brown. I am approximately 6' 1". And last, but not least, I have only enough clothes to wear. In other words, I don't have a rule to wear every piece of clothing I have only once. I have met people like that. I don't understand it. As long as I'm covered and I look fine, I'm fine. What I wear, however, will give away my age and more of my personality that I want you to figure out on your own. If I were to wear a pink or yellow polo, then I would be a senior citizen (and I would ride a pink bike, too). If I were to wear silky soccer shorts, I would be in elementary school. So be satisfied with reading rather than seeing. Remember, the smartest people are often the quietest. They are the smartest not only because of IQ, but because they stop, observe, and think...about everything. That's what a blog is for. I write what I've observed and thought about, which is much more important than what I see with my eyes.

So, what do you think? Am I a man worth knowing? Logically, the only person that would know me well enough to answer that question is myself, and I surely think so. So keep reading, reader, and I'll keep writing.