I just realized what would be the most ironic day of birth for an American. September 11th. it doesn't need to be in the exact year, just on the day. That would imply that you aren't allowed to be happy on your birthday. And if your happy on 9/11, then your implying your happy that the terrorists crashed the planes into the twin towers. And if you imply that, then you yourself are a terrorist. And if people think your a terrorist...then I hope you've already met Bubba and his trouser snake.
I kid (Sorta), I'm just looking for a reason to post. Man, this blog seems older than the Emprah at this point. Really, that's it. I am, however, brainstorming some ideas for a Marble Hornets-Esq series. I even have a potential name for the channel, "Aloft on Sanguine Wings" (With no spaces, of course). Until next time!
'Till we meet again
-Icetail
