Ah yes, my very own Book of Rage. <Flexes fingers and begins to type>
Now, what are we talking about here? My Book of Rage. Why a book on rage, you wonder, dear Reader? Well…. the title is inspired from this TV episode of Jonny Quest, I saw quite some time back, where Ezeikel Rage’s origin is shown in quite prolific detail. This blog is going to be my very own book of Rage (of sorts), where I will spout forth on various musings, meanderings, rants (and raves, sometimes).
It’s going to be a place where I can put down whatever weird, inane, insane (ok, sometimes – I’ll keep these to a minimum) babblings and whatever have you that I (or me, my soul, my Inner Voice, whatever-you-call-it) keep coming up with.
Why, you ask? The question is not Why, my dear constant Reader, the question, to ask, is, “Why not”? Well, if you can bear with me, then we’ll both bare (pardon the literary pun) our feelings about it, right here, for everyone to see.
And what if you don’t like my point of view? Well, you’re free to move on, because, in the end, “So, it is written, in the Book of Rage”.
… and that’s all there is to it, and you can do nothing about it.
So there.
Move on now.
