I am Sam

This is one of the introduction things that nobody cares for and nobody likes to read. But honestly...when was the last time you read the "Info" or "About me" sections on someones user profile? Think of all the social networking websites out there that have you fill in your "About Me" and "Information" sections. I mean, I could make remarks in mine about how I love sleeping with ice, or wrestling gorillas after yoga and I'm darn near completely sure that no one would catch that...

So here is an Ode to the About me/Introduction Sections. If you'll notice, I did NOT fill my "About Me" section on this blog. For those of you who checked, JUST to make sure, good for you, but this is the beginning of our relationship as writer and reader and you are really just going to have to learn to trust me more.

Mkay, enough dawdling, I'm cycling back to the subject at hand here: Intro's/About Me's. If you really want to know more about me, just ask. Email me. I respond to emails, unless you're scary, and speak languages I don't. So I figure I could spend sometime telling you about how "awesome and successful" I am, but then you would just end up feeling the way you do when you get Christmas cards from the Jones family...who if you didn't know from their Christmas card, did just freakin' fantastic this past year! ;D

For all my readers, call me Sam. I am Sam. Its the name of my real-life dog. He is such a ladies man. In fact Sam my dog, makes me look like a hobo. Darn that dog and his immense swagger. True story: my dog once put out a structure fire, just by barking and rolling in the grass, like all good fuzzy dogs do. Its true. Believe me.

Ladies and Gentlemen. My mind is frayed with weirdness and complexities, and so by remaining "Anonymous" in my blog, I do believe I'm doing you all a poignant favor. Feel blessed. I am Sam, and that may be all that you ever get to know other than what I decide to post about. Which reminds me, this Ode to the Introductions and About Me's got carried away fast...about how awesome...my dog is? But in a rebuttal to myself, check out the videos of my dog. How awesome is he? The First video is of Sam after he just got a bath. He does this EVERY time. In fact, that very practice you seem him engaging in, is the same one he used to put the fire out that I mentioned above. The second video is of Sam and how excited he is to go for a "sniff" (A walk around the block) that he can hardly contain himself! I love that dog. I admire his candor.

For those of you who know the man who writes this article, humor me and comment that you agree...my dog is sexy and makes me look like a hobo.

So all in all, at the end of the text, my Ode is as always. Ode to those who spend so much time describing themselves online...Ode to those who think people live and die by those descriptions...Ode to those who constantly change their "About Me's" to conform with how they feel that day or week...Ode to those who read other people's About Me's...Ode to people who brag about themselves inside their's and finally...Ode to the survivors of this post. You will be rewarded. Someday. Probably not by me though.











The End.