The Red Baron

Ever since the beginning of this sorry existence that is my life i have always been fascinated with the red baron....He was a German Luftwaffe Pilot so revered and feared that people started calling him The Red Baron...And said that his plane (which was incidentally red )was splattered with the blood of all those that he downed in World War II...He founded the Jasta 11(pronounced yasta) a squadron of flying aces that shot down 981 allied aircrafts between them...
I think he's pretty damn cool...You might ask what this might have to do with my blog ...nuthing really its just that sumtimes....i think when you're up there in the sky like the old baron in a frickin piece metal thats nothing more than a modified flying fuel tank and you put everything on the line..fly as far up as u can ..putting everything on the line..everything you got..blood sweat and tears ..everything...and you look down...

Yeah dats some heavy stuff i laid down but seriously getting back to this blog...when i roam around in school doing pretty much nothing except bitching about people(dats right i said bitch...wat r u gonna do about it ?????)interspaced with periodic bursts of profanity i am thinking....yes so behind that seemingly daft exterior im one helluva think tank...i look at stuff around me and my sneaky suspicion that this world is just Gods little idea of a sick joke gets reaffirmed....... so this little blog is my way of passing on the heads-up to all y'all...See the way i see it Im pretty much stuck here on this lame planet until I do sumthing stupid and get shot or until my mothership comes back to pick me up....But as much i hate this world and the cycle of life as a whole there are a number of people who put up with the same shit as me and are there to back me up....this is to them...ladies and non-ladies this is my testimony to the assumption we all make at on time or another....Life is a BITCH......