To Whom It May Concern:
I figured since this is the first entry that is posted to my blog, I should perform some type of introduction. However, since it is likely that my only followers will be my wife and some of my friends that are dumb enough to check in once in a while, this may need to be filed under the label of "unnecessary".
First off, the title of my blog is indicative of where I was born. I was raised in NE Minneapolis. One thing those of us from Minneapolis hate is the following: Person A not from Minnesota: "Where are you from", Person B (who is a jackass): "Minneapolis". Person A: "What part?" Person B (again, a jackass): "Minnetonka". If you say you are from Minneapolis, and the "What part?" answer isn't answered with "Nordeast", "Northside", or other directional clue, and instead includes the surrounding suburbs, please unfollow this blog, it is clearly not for you.
Second, I am married and have a young daughter. I include this because it may be relevant for future postings. However, if you are expecting a written reenactment of my daughter's first step or a long, heartfelt diatribe on why I love my wife, you will likely be sorely disappointed. Not that I don't love my wife and wouldn't gleefully bore you to death with my daughter's every milestone, I just don't think this is the proper medium.
What CAN you expect? Good question, glad I asked it. I expect to write about anything that piques my interest, no matter the subject. I have enjoyed in the past writing overly expletive laden posts on my fantasy football website, and armed with that kind of extensive journalistic background, how could I not be expected to expand my useless information and opinions to the greater universe?
Basically, what I am trying to say is be ready for anything. I look at my blog as a collection of oped pieces to a fictional Nordeast newspaper (you know, the kind you find in the bathroom stall at a hole in the wall bar and are reluctant to touch, but since you are sitting there anyway, why not read something-kind of paper). My mind is both a steel trap and a bowl full of jello, so even I don't have a clue what will come out. I can't say I will always keep it G rated, but what fun would that be anyway?. The end game goal is to get some of the stuff floating in my head on paper, and if you find it entertaining, even better.
At the end of the day, if I manage to keep you off of Farmville or your favorite adult website for 15 minutes a couple times a month, I have done my job. I know it is a lofty goal, but a man can dream, right?
