Wednesday, February 16, 2011

In the beginning there was one mouth and one foot

So as you can all see, I have started a blog.  I think that this is probably gonna get me in trouble some how, but who cares?  Not this guy.

So, on to why I am doing this blog thing and why I call it what I do.

Everyone has memories of their childhood.  Some good, some bad, and some embarrassing.  I have my own share of embarrassing memories, and while they all have to do with different things, they all involve one very important saying.  To quote my father, whom I love, respect, and admire above all men, "Son, I swear... I mean... I really do love you, but it seems like the only times you open your mouth is to switch feet."  This saying was always combined with the wry grin and slow shake of the head that my father has perfected over the many years of raising and living with my brother and myself.

So I guess it goes without saying that you can expect a whole lot of different things to show up here.  I hope that I keep with it for your sake as well as mine.  At the very least I may be thought provoking, insightful, insulting, or even awe inspiring.  Heck, I may even be funny on occasion.  As it stands now, I need to get back work because lunch is over and there is a lot on my desk.