Taste It.
So I guess when everyone makes their first blog post they write something self-consciously modest like, “I’m not sure what I’m doing, but I hope you’ll take this journey with me.” Or “I don’t know what makes me think I should have one of these, but everybody else seems to, so…”
Well, fuck that. And fuck those people. That’s like trying to pet an alligator before you wrestle him. When it comes to the Internet(yes, it’s capitalized) you don’t dip one toe in like a girl afraid of a cold pool. You dive in headfirst without checking if it’s the shallow end or the deep end. At least that’s how I enter pools. And I got a shiny ass wheelchair to prove it.
So when I got myself my own personalized website(I’ve made two others for projects I’m involved in-more on that later) I went all the way. Registered my last name and last name only. That’s right! No extraneous words clogging up my URL, homes. Just kukoda.com. No tripod, or typepad, or blogspot, or .uk.co, which I think is from Canada or something. I went big time with this address because, well, that’s just how I do things.
Unfortunately, though, I am at a loss when it comes to doing anything but writing simple blog posts. But when I learn more, oh boy! Just watch out. There’s going to be all kinds of stuff on here like photos and videos and show listings…and…I guess that’s it. But it will all be of the highest quality. Or at least offensive. Hilarious, award-winning quality or race riot-provoking offensiveness. Those are pretty good options, my friend. You could do a lot worse.
Oh, and to the other 50 or so Kukodas living in the United States who are disappointed that I got the exlusive web rights to our beautiful last name, let me say this: that’s what happens when you try to pet an alligator. He turns around and bites your hand off. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go think up some more grandiose, yet convoluted metaphors for myself.
