It is the now the year of our lord, 2019, and thanks to the big whigs over in Silicon Valley billions of people across the world have access to the inter webs with a click of their sweaty, Cheeto dust crusted finger. Thanks to them, as well as generation X parents doing a questionable job rearing children for the last 30 years or so, every person now has a voice that they feel needs to be heard.

Self gratification is the name of the game, and for those who aren’t able to find it within themselves (thanks mom and dad) it’s quite convenient to search for it from strangers behind a screen all across the world. Do I know what I’m doing with my life? Of course not. Do I know the first thing about writing a blog? Sure don’t. Is that the perfect recipe for some uneducated guesses? You bet it is.

So here we go, welcome to the fucking jungle. We’re gonna be learning as we go, so bear with me through the trials and tribulations of finding the ole blog voice. But if ya decide to stick around, I promise it’ll be worth your while. As a wise man once said, “They laughed at Louis Armstrong when he said he was gonna go to the moon. Now he’s up there, laughing at them.”

-Danny Phantom