As someone born in the early 1970s, the 2020s seemed like the far-off future to me as a child. Yet, here we are. Turning 46 in a few days, I feel more alive now than I did at any other time in my life. It took so long to finally “not give a fuck” what anyone else thought about me or my life. I guess I can chalk that up to my “one regret” — not realizing I should not give a fuck sooner in life.
So who am I, and what is all this about? And why should you care? Well, first off, you shouldn’t – read it if you want, or don’t. I don’t really care. See first paragraph for further explanation.
This is a virtual scratchpad. Something I kept saying I was going to do for years, but never did, but figured what the hell – maybe in the year 2099 someone will find an archive of this and at least get a laugh, or learn some ancient history. One of the two I am sure.
What is dmxrob? It’s my alias; one I’ve used since long before many of you were even born.
Having said all that, let’s go… adventure awaits.