Explainings and Complainings... Maybe some InZanings (Insane and zany Explainings and Complainings)

Phew!

Glad we got through that title TOGETHER. Anyways, round two. Ok, let me start off by explaining the "wacky" title... then I'll move on to an explanation of why I use "wacky" instead of "whacky". Anyways, Amalgamant. "What is Amalgamant?", you ask. Well, did you look it up on eDictionaryforimpromputconfounding.com? Yeah? Still didn't find it? That's because I made it up!

"WHAT?!"

Yes, I made up Amalgamant.

"Why would you make up such a fatuous word?"

"Is fatuous a good or bad characteristic to have associated with a word?"

Yes, it is good, that's why I made it up. Amalgamant is me, I am Amalgamant. My blog, my world, my rules. The meaning behind this word is simple: I'm the offspring of a million things. I'm the pool of the fountain of projectile vomit that is this world; So many meals, germs, creatures, events and happenings enter into me that I just can't focus on one single thing. Therefore, I'm the presence of an AMALGAMATION of things. Amalgamant. You're welcome.

The sole focus of this blog is to please me, and the only way I'm pleased is when my opinion is stated and when my viewpoints are expressed and when I have had the final say. I also want others to maybe get a fresh perspective, and HECK, maybe provide me with their own insight.

My life's journey shall be your stepping stone towards wisdom... and maybe a stairstep to better hair or musical taste.

YOU'RE WELCOME!

Anyways, forward and onward.

Wacky is a funny word... and funny is a silly word. The thing about wacky is that it is deceivingly deceptive (is double deceptives improper?). Generally when a person is called wacky, you take it like the person is a complete goof. "OH! He'll splash water in his face" or "OH! He likes to pose as a woman and run track for South Africa!"

                                                  NOT A WOMAN!

It could easily mean you're just a goofy person, but it could also have the connotation that you're a puppy-murderer who enjoys eating geriatrics on the side. Now you may be fine with being called "insane" if you're on that side of the coin, but not "wacky". No, wacky means that you're absolutely bat-turd crazy but you're IN NO WAY scary... just off putting, and no self-confident, work-loving maniac would want that type of branding (the geriatrics aren't as tender when they're not petrified beforehand).

COMPLAINT #2: Is it "wacky" or "whacky"?

It's WACKY! No more dilly-dallying! We're not talking about Michael J. Fox standing in a cramped elevator (whack levels are through DA ROOF on that one!). I'm sick and tired of this confusion and I really hope that you, my millions of adoring fans, will recognize this and tell Webster to GET ON IT! Put all of your miserable, me-adoring lives to use.



P.S. Please check out my lovely, gorgeous, and absolutely breathtaking sister's lovely, gorgeous, and absolutely breathtaking blog. It's http://www.thehopefulauthor.tk/. It's wickedly smart, funny, and sweet... JUST LIKE MY SISSY!

UHHHHHHNGH!

Yes,

that's how I plan on starting my "blog". Didn't expect that kind of game-changing "onomotopoeia for intro blog title" blog-play did you? Didn't expect me to assume you know what a blog-play is, did you? Didn't expect me to ask questions about thoughts you're probably not even thinking now, did you?

Haha... Now that's what I call a great start. (WHAT?! I just got 300 followers and I haven't even posted this yet! Must be the amazing amount of buzz surrounding me and every action I take.)

Anyways, intro time. First off, I'm a man (just in case you couldn't tell by the pithy, jewish-tinged teenage male attitude and the unnecessary amount of exclamation marks that pervade every sentence I type.). I'm 18 (and I like it! [Alice Cooper {joking reference}]). I recently graduated high school and am now sitting idly as I await for copious amounts of money to fall out of the sky, which would not only make me rich, but also probably destroy the economy as we know it since having a currency that is predicated on weather patterns can be kind of "unpredicatble".

Yes, I'm unemployed, but that in no way means I don't have goals or motivation. I have both of those items in SPADES. In fact, I'd like to think I'm a highly motivated, contributing member of society... or at least I have the potential to be, just like a kid sitting at the top of a slide has the potential to move at a rapid pace. I just haven't had that PUSH (not the movie, which I do have. I'll post a review of that later).

Ahhh, the proverbial push. The push that sends the hero on his epic quest. The push that topples the victim over the balcony. The push that ruined Glenn Danzig's image as a total B.A. ( [Circle of Snakes is still a beastly metal boulder of an album {rock n' roll... get it?}]). Yes, that's the push I seek: The push of change; complete and elemental change. Change from a goofy teenage kid who likes Tim and Eric, music, funny t-shirts and women, into a man who's not afraid to create. No more fear of failure, just brush strokes and lens zooms, iambic pentameter and drum beats.

Hopefully, my fellow readers (literally over the 4500 mark now), you and I can take this plunge together, and as I evolve and become the man I wish and am willing to work to become, you may grow as well and come to appreciate the little, the big, and the in between.

Just a small nudge now...

Here we go...