This Blog Will Change Your Life. Maybe.

Yo!

Today is the 20th anniversary of the day my mother scheduled to get me surgically extracted from her uterus. Celebrations were yesterday. Such a strange thing to celebrate, I fear I may never quite comprehend the inner clockwork that is the psychology of the Modern Western Society. Should all that have been capitalized? I don't pretend to know.

Back to the story; though the younger male Tinley doesn't have quite the natural gift at planning birthday themes his mother possesses, he really tries, bless his heart, (Because it sneezed?) the theme itself was a fantastic one, however, lunch at Blue Mesa doesn't quite top a safari, or having your entire family dress up like The Addams Family. I'm leaving Janet in charge of my 21st.

I was very touched at my gift:

(Ignore the terrible lighting, I'm only dating a photographer, I don't pretend to be one.)

I also received Skybox's album, Arco Iris. It fits in perfectly, very well done.

I went in to get it notarized today.

The 'Universe' had its own amazing gift for me on this holy day. I felt this pressing distraction and energy, like a headache, only backwards. As if my head was putting pressure on the air around me. You'll never understand what I just said, that's OK, unwrinkle that brow and let it go.

Could not sit still, could not concentrate on anything that would normally hold my interest. So in a flailing of awkward intuition inspired frolicking, I wandered the Barnes and Noble as if I were on some caffeine-inspired mission. Though I had no caffeine in my system. After some time of this, I, in a moment of romantic passion, (of the platonic variety) hopped onto a stool and gazed around until something caught my eye. The humor section!! I wandered over to it, feeling a repelling force every time I walked in the wrong direction. Finally I stood in front of a single bookshelf, knowing in my heart that this was indeed the right one, and the right side. Eagerly I peered about the selection, searching for the item which was apparently calling to me. And there it was! Glowing with an unearthly light, angelic music coming from some unseen location. OK, you got me, that part didn't actually happen, but I was excited nonetheless. It was so aptly named: 'This Book Will Change Your Life'.

Google it.

Now here is the part where I explain its significance:

The Iris I dream of someday becoming is about ten times bolder, ten times wittier, ten times more spontaneous and ten times more completely and totally liberated from fear of social repercussions. It's a necessity to my plans. I was excited enough about the book itself, until I discovered there was a website to accompany it. On this website there is a section called 'The Cult' A very large listing of blogs posted by other Benrik followers doing the daily tasks. This serves me many, crucially important purposes all revolving around social networking of a certain type I could never before give a name to. I have found where I need to be.

If you so desire, you may follow me on my new Benrik blog, I intend to start it tomorrow.

http://www.benrik.co.uk/content/profile.asp?userID=32840&u=5731252

Everything is unfolding nicely once again.

Tomorrow will be an eventful day, I know I will have much to share.

Namaste mah homies.