As a side note before this entry, HAPPY NEW YEARS to everybody. Hopefully you have a splendid new years eve and spend it in the company of your “good” people. What are my plans you ask? Not really sure to be quite honest. I somehow relish the fact of witnessing the event alone and listening eagerly at the stroke of midnight for a world spent celebrating perpetual disaster. With all the conflict, evil corporatism and social destruction we faced during the year 2006, here’s hoping we all kick our own ass and clean up this world for 2007 and beyond.

It all started with, “I would have never dreamed in a million years I’d be here right now doing this. There is no conceivable path channeled through my mind that could calculate an outcome like this. Simply WOW Jay, simply wow…”That was me sitting in the dingy shadowed bathroom upstairs at the old relic building that was the Strand Theatre. I was sixteen years old doing a job most twenty-somethings do, doing a job I loved, wondering how I got there, and at that moment entering my first thought cycle in the realm of existence.

“What was the course of events Jay? How could this have even happened? How could we have delineated from our master plan and evolved the problem into new solutions?”

I remember just sitting there mulling it all over as shadows escaping the projector danced to a rotating hum. Looking around at the walls wondering what they were and the purpose they presented in my life. I glanced down at my hands analyzing them as if they were those of an alien being. They seemed so foreign yet powerful. Still revolving the same question through my mind over and over I exited the grundgy solace and proceeded downstairs to the world. I said very little that evening to anyone, I was just somebody else floating, and nobody in particular.