The Amateurs...

So apparently Phildo's plan is to get some hate mail. I've actually kept my old hate mail from my old columnist days, mostly because it makes me laugh. It makes me laugh because people get angry over stupid little things and I still can't believe someone actually decided it was a good idea to let me publish opinion columns (btw, if you happen to read this E, thank you. I still get random people that come up and remember something stupid I wrote 10+ years ago)

But I digress. I'm not exactly sure what the point of this blog was. I just knew I wanted to do something and I wanted to work with Phildo. If any of you don't know Phildo, he is a ridiculously talented artist. He also now shoots photos, writes, drinks a lot and has good taste in music. And I'm blessed to call him a close friend.

So this is our contribution, or curse, to the internet. We'll ramble. We'll post photos. We may be drunk. We'll write stream of consciousness diatribes that flow like a Family Guy episode. Or makes as much sense as a masturbating jellyfish.

I apologize in advance to anyone that gets offended.

Dyson the sand out of your vagina and take a deep breath. In the grand scheme of things, what we say, do or post will likely have no impact in your daily life. Hopefully bring a smile, laugh or a different outlook.

If not, just chill the fuck out.

My name is Ken. And I approve this message.