I hate small talk. I love weird talk. This beginning is bizzare, I know.

What’s the difference? Conversation like

“Hello.”
“Hey! How are you?”
“I’m good, how are you?”
“Perfectly fine! What have you been doing?”

can go fuck itself. i am not impressed. Excuse the language. There are few things I dislike more than having to make polite conversation with someone I don’t really care about… or that I could care about but it would take too much small talk before we got down to the stuff I would actually be interested in. It’s such a waste of time.

The conversation representing weird talk would be more like this (perhaps an extreme example, but go with me here).

“HEY. I want a hooorse.”
“Why are u being so whiney! What would you name it?”
“Tarantula! It would be wicked cool to have a horse with an identity disorder, not schizophrenia though. That would be creepy! Also i don’t think they have mental institutions for horses, you know, worst case scenario.”
“Tru dat homie!”

…and this is somewhat typical of the conversations I have in my head oftentimes. And actually quite often with my closest friends. Really, if you can’t be goofy with them, who can you be goofy with? Goofy friends are the best friends.

Weird talk also contains a lot of intelligence. It’s clearly VERY well disguised, but you have to have a certain level of smarts to get it, appreciate it, and be able to contribute. It’s also where incredible ideas are born. You’ll see!

Hope you enjoy!

P.S. The original point of the point of this post was to say that it’ll be nice to have a place to output my insanity. Expect doodles, ramblings, excerpts of my textually active moments, and other stuff. Actually… don’t expect anything. I have no idea what this is going to turn out to be. Aside from a playground for the insane part of my mind.