Some things take years to be shaped. Some people spend years trying to chisel an idea into perfection before pumping it out into mass production. There's a reason for that. The "shoot from the hip" style has a high flame out rate, just ask Howard Dean (does anyone remember that guy? If I had really planned this post out, I would have had a better example handy.) But it's 3 o'clock on a Friday afternoon, and I'm sitting in the anything-but-hipster pizzeria owned by my father. So while other posts should be better organized and executed, this first one is going to be a tad more impromptu.
It also bears mentioning that a lot of writers also have reasons for writing what they do. Maybe they're fighting social injustice, or God told them to, or ESPN insisted on showing the Euro Cup all day and they didn't feel like watching a "Supernatural" rerun. I tend to fall in the third camp. Who knows, maybe I can hone my skills to the point that I can fight social injustice or accept a writing assignment from The Big Guy (he of all people knows how open my schedule is right now). So it is what it is: a place for me to throw some verbal spaghetti at the wall and see what sticks.
I wanted to call this blog "The Moses Reaction" because my friend Jordan has been talking about naming a band that for 5 years now to no avail. It seemed like too slick of a title to gather dust on the bookshelf. But apparently somebody has already claimed that. So I'm using a line from my favorite monologue of my favorite play (King Lear (V, III, 8) "Come, let's away to prison and we two alone will sing like birds i' th' cage"). And yes, technically the name should be "Birds i' th' Cage" but that would be beyond pretentious, and let's face it, I'm on thin ice in that department.
So that's it. That's the first post. I'm officially on the scoreboard. Stay tuned for my take on the liberal war on Christmas.
