Dance Dance.... Revolution!!!

Seriously, I am a horrible blogger, I will write out a 10 page blog, reread it and delete it because it only makes sense to me. Got to stop doing that, seriously, such a waste. So I guess what I want to say is "Hulk Smash", and instead of Hulk, just substitute Joe.

So what is your take on "signs", like do we really get these hints from fate telling us its time for us to mix it up, or to take a risk. Or is it simple mumbo jumbo that us humans conjure up so we have a reason to do something different or dumb and pass the responsibility off to fate? I don't know how I feel about all this stuff because, it defies logic. On one hand being illogical can lead to great success, and being logical can also lead to great success, so which road is the better road. Better yet, why am I pondering this shit anyways? I find myself babbling and not knowing what the fuck I'm trying to say.

Well you know what I was thinking about, remember the time you and I played DDR so much we couldn't even breathe and were drenched in sweat. I was just thinking about that, good times ehh? Or the time we peed on your school fence and people drove by, probably thinking we were some vagabonds sneaking into stanford to spread our filth. Ahh, the good ol' days....

Joe out...