Why am I blogging again? I don't actually know.
When I think about my motivation for blogging a chubby stripper sucking hot cheeto dust from auburn whorls materializes in my mind space.
And when I think about thinking about my motivation for blogging a schizophrenic man wearing an expressive Darth Vader mask watching a late sunrise materializes over the previous image in my mind space.
When I attempt to think anything more about the subject my mind space turns to soft shit.
What I’m actually saying is Jim J. Bullock for the win.
