WTF? That’s what you are thinking init? Well just before you clicked “About”. Yes it was. WTF is this all about? This is so bad and full of the most uninteresting and poorly written drivel and non-opinion that I just have to find out about the moron who’s been randomly stabbing keys and why he thinks this collection of the most dire crappola to be written since, well anything, or at least since that last miniseries on TV, might be of even a passing interest to anybody. Well I don’t. The question that you’ve got to ask now is:

“If this site is so crap that it makes your neck itch and your finger bend to “click-ready” in disgust, why are you still here at the end of the first paragraph?”.

I don’t know (why you are here). I do know what this site is about. It’s not about anything. I think some nonsense therefore I blog some nonsense. <- see that dot? Fill in the ending yourself then.

I don’t care if you comment or (f)lame me, link to this site or not or mostly what you write about it. I am not a professional blogger. I am not even that fecking interested in blogging. I hardly ever read blogs. But you do; so sites devoted to Brittany Spears knicker-elastic or some turbots paper clip collection or 7 reasons why you should not have voted a Donkey to be president fill your mind with soothing or hatred or mixed images of Donkeys, knickers, Brittany and a paper-clip assortment and, mostly I guess that’s what you want. Well not me. I don’t even re-read my own blog so I’m not going to come to yours or add you to my non-existent blogroll. Well it might exist, but not for you.

This site is not without purpose. Oh no. Really. I might not blog or make sense, but, and here it comes: I code. I code plugins and themes and all things nice. I test that shit (the good kinda shit) here. To do that justice and to get Google bongs I need content. Regular content. The only way to get regular content is for me to a) hire monkeys b) get a mildly interesting hobby that I would rather write about than actually do more or c) fill this site up with shit (the bad kind that spills out from my head). Monkeys are expensive, my garage is too full of stuff to accommodate the plethora of widgets and whatnots that most hobbies require so that leaves c. Ta-Da. This site is the way it is.

Oh and if your blog is about a model of Miss Spears riding a Donkey, that you’re making out of paperclips and some kind of knicker elastic, please drop me a line. I will definitely link you back. Well maybe definitely. It depends if you have pic’s on not. Better if not, I guess.