And so we begin

Hello kidz,
      Greetings from deep inside the recesses (which used to be one of my flavorite subjects) of my
slightly damaged brain. It's now time to embark (sitting, speaking, and rolling over to follow) on
what hopefully will be a worthwhile (we'll see what it's worth in a while), if not slightly screwy
view of life as seen from my own ocular organs (the eyes have it!!).  Nay, you say??!! Well I say hey,
sit down, I'm not done!
As you may have guessed, I have no idea what I'm doing. But if I would've discontinued doing every time I was devoid of "knowing knowledge" I'd still be the bored bumbling boy back home knowhere knear where I am now. No way!! Therefore (which is more than thereto) I'm choosing to continue on,
to seek new lands and new civil libations, to boldly go where no sometimes stumbling bumbling brain damaged Jazz and Tap teaching dancer/choreographer has gone before (which is less than befive)!!!!
So, over the next many daze, months, and maybe even years, I invite you to invite your friends to invite their friends (and sew on and sew on) to join me as I attempt telling tales of the trying times since I became "One of Them".
In addition to that (subtraction was never my strong suit), you'll basically be safe in betting that I'll be bloviating about how the hell I happened to become the brain damaged boy I've basically been being. Oh boy!!!
Seeya

soon......
Thank you to all for being here and special thanks to Randy Slovacek of The Randy Report for helping me get started.