Dear Internet,
I'm a bit late.
It's the year 2011, and I'm starting a blog.
It feels like one of those nights you keep getting calls from friends, asking when you will get your ass in gear and come to that awesome party that is going on somewhere.
By the time you arrive it's five in the morning, everyone is wasted out of their minds and all the girls have left ages ago. But you drove all the way across town to get there, so you might as well grab something to drink and make the best of it.
Not that I ever had one of those nights, but I can imagine how it feels.
So yes, I'm late to this party.
But I’m an old-school kind of guy, I still listen to Dinosaur Jr., too, so I think that's okay.
