It's all about me...

It has come to my attention that most bloggers seem to REPORT things...

Like, for instance, Michael Jackson is a freak, and the bombings in Turkey are horrible. Also, other smaller things are happening all over the world, as well as (maybe) larger things we don't know about yet. People are dying. geniuses are being born. Somewhere there is a resurgence of interest in Schoolhouse Rock.

And somewhere, a woman is tattooing her short story on the bodies of willing and literate (we assume) strangers. Very interesting. Check it out!

But I don't generally point people to this sort of stuff, the interesting stuff I stumble over in my daily meanderings online. Why?

Maybe I'm selfish, but more likely, I'm just assuming... trusting that you'll all find this stuff anyway.

So then why? Why don't I write more about the world?

Because I'm totally obsessed with myself?

Dingdingdingding!!!!!!

I AM totally obsessed with my own life and mind, which is pretty gross.... to be honest.

But I'm also obsessed with your life and mind. Does that make it better? And if you have a website like this one, and I know about it, I'm probably reading you too!

In other news, I'm working on this:

student body.pub

and this:

body poster.pub