This is me, my thoughts, my triumphs, and my crimes all rolled into a lovely little blog.

What makes me so special as to trumpet my ramblings aloud for all to ingest?  Nothing.  Everything.  I’m just as special as everyone else.  We are all the same because we are all unique.  Aren’t words fun?  And absolutisms?  Wrapping one’s brains around cumbersome and labyrinthine concepts is at once taxing and entertaining — if you’re me.  Which you’re not.

Which is probably why you’re here, reading this, because you’re not me.  Come to think of it, I’m me and I’m here reading this.  So, that’s not it.  Then why are you here, reading this?  Don’t you have something better to do with your time?  Go make something of your own.  This bit is mine.  Or, perhaps, go fix something, or clean something, or help someone, or exercise yourself, or just go love someone.  That would be better than reading about me or sharing in my eclectic proclivities (not the least of which is a fondness for ten-penny words).

If you must know something about me, I’ll tell you this: I’m a man born in a Third World tropical country to mixed-race parents, and who split his childhood between there and a First World country.  I’ve been called talented and I have wantonly wasted these supposed talents by squandering my young adulthood in a self-satisfying quest to be as cool as the cool kids in high school.  I’ve experienced a tiny bit of Life and a smaller portion of The World and deign to think of myself as gifted with the powers of intuitive perception and increased perspective.  In all likelihood I’m wrong about both but self-aggrandizing is a renewable resource.

Ultimately, I think of myself as a small idiot with a tiny bit of knowledge in a vast and intricate world.  Sounds humble but — in truth — I feel clever about being humble.  If you insist on reading more of my ramblings then suit yourself.

But at some point, you really should call your mother.

— Angelo Barovier, March 2011

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P.S.: With all apologies, I have swiped the words of U2’s Bad and J.J. Rousseau’s Discours sur l’origine et les fondements de l’inégalité parmi les hommes in order to make the page’s banner more spiffy.