Mezeker

Lately, I've decided that blogging is an appropriate alternative to sleeping. It's been great. I've been sleeping past noon without a problem. When pretending to be asleep has gotten old I reach for my laptop to kill some time. The murdering often comes in the form of "Boy Meets World" episodes on youtube, but tonight it came in typing my name into different search bars. I liked what I found. My favorite was def poet Mike Ellis. He was spitting truth and taught me how to say "remember" in some Ethiopian language. For that, I am indebted to him.

I continued my Mike search bar adventure. I found a jet aircraft salesman, a hip hop artist, a director, a saxophonist, a web designer, a photographer, a reggae artist and an action figure. I hope you noticed the name of the series from which this action figure comes from. Maybe it was the fact that I had a conversation about what I'm doing with my life several times today, but seeing all these Mikes made me wonder what people will find out about me when they Google search me in 20 years. I hope my secret wish of having Mike shaped macoroni and cheese pasta has worked out by then.

With my inability to be passionate about anything other than tart frozen yogurt and big league chew, I will continue to doggie paddle through my college career and watch animal collective videos at 4 in the morning. Ima go ahead and have nightmares of giant Vlade Divac bobble heads napping in the barn 15 yards from my window now.
Good morning.