Introduction

As is cliched in first blog entries, here is the part where I introduce myself and you readers pretend you're interested. My name is Taft (named after a river; not a president). I'm in my early (closer to-mid; depressing) 20's, and I've been waiting tables to pay for school for the last seven years (but it feels more like an eternity). I work and live in a very pretentious college town; where people shop at "organic" stores and the boys style their hair to look "messy." Said boys even pop their collars for reasons other than being dracula (unacceptable, I say). I don't really fit into this crowd of complacent, pseudo-intellectual mouth-breathers, but I'm content on my own (at least being alone ensures i'm always in good company). I'm studying journalism in school, but I'm not altogether certain I want to pursue it as a career. Journalism as a field is dominated by dinosaurs who have been writing for these newspapers and magazines for 40+ years in some cases. What is a young journalism major to do? Patiently wait until they retire or die off? I'll give the internship thing a try in the meantime, I suppose; but continuing to wait tables with a bachelor's degree would be the realization of my greatest fear. My interests include basically any manifestation of dissent, like punk rock, anarchy or satanism. Dissenting opinions inspire me, and in this blog you will often see me play the devil's advocate. I suppose that is the underlying theme of this blog; an outlet for me to be as judgmental, sarcastic and sardonic as i'd like to be in real life (if only tactfulness didn't dictate otherwise). If you like what you read, excellent. If you disagree with me, feel free to post comments and initiate a dialogue about it; I would genuinely enjoy the chance to argue the point. We have reached the end of my obligatiory introduction paragraph. BOOBIES ---> ( . )( . )