You could hardly call Andrew Gross (read: me) prolific. In fact I've written almost nothing. But I have a lot of ideas, and most are good. My friends (if you can call them that) can attest. So what's stopping me from putting the proverbial pen (Bic sponsorship?) to paper (Mead sponsorship?) and getting these things recorded?

Let me put it this way. G*d didn't place me on Gaia's green earth to till her soil (especially without her consent). He did it to prove a point. That being, those who serve no practical purpose can provide value to society in other ways, most notably the way I do. "And what way is that?" you ask, like an idiot. I'd like to think through showcasing life's whimsy. Though I will say, that description alone makes me want to smite myself if He doesn't get to it first.

Never said I was taking questions. But if you have to know, it's antithetical to the state of heightened awareness. My content will rot the brain, not nurture. This blog is meant to journal my thoughts on life but in full transparency, I'm not a reliable narrator. Paradoxically I think my perspective on life is removed from reality. Put in non-pseudo intellectual terms, I view the world through a Looney Toons filter and that will be reflected here.