A New Weblog: The Product of Knight's Night of Drinking.

So here I sit, almost two days latter. I am still not sure why I got this blog.

I believe it was because I came home after a night of alcohol filled merriment, and I just decided I needed one. I think I wrote very well for a man well into the drink.

T'is my Irish blood, lad. (Or rather, my Irish liver.) Helps me stay coherent.

Now, before I scare the teetotalers too badly, in my defense this was my first serious night of any alcohol consumption in about six months, and my first round of drinks in two weeks. I don’t drink that much. And if you are upset about someone drinking at all and think that I am evil because I drink, and I should stop to save my soul or for the good of humanity or somesuch… Kindly go fuck yourself and leave. Trying to dictate morality to me will only piss me off.

(Note: I really don’t care if someone is a teetotaler. I sort of respect it, and I don’t try to push teetotalers to drink. In return, I expect not to be pushed not to drink. To put it bluntly, on occasion, I will drink. I will always do that. I waited until I was 21 like a good little boy, and I think I should be allowed to if I want. Ah, but I digress… Sincere apologies.)

Now, I have this blog, and I still don’t know what to do with it. I believe I will first talk about myself, and then discuss the finer points in life: like religion, politics, philosophy, and why American beer tastes roughly analogous to ice-cold piss.

Irish Whiskey, all the way, baby.

But back to the blog. I mean, I have it now, I should use it. A blog could be a handy, fun little thing to do in my off time. So what the hell? Why not?

So let me think up something to write, and it shall appear.


So 'til the next time, rock on.