First, I must apologize...

Yes, you're right. Stereo-typical. Brashly American. Culturally insensitive. Lame to a painful degree. And yet when it came to naming this little chunk of electronic ether, it was the _only_ name that came to mind...Sorry. Perhaps as you witness me becoming wiser and more worldly over the next couple of months, the title will be replaced with something mature and more appropo. Perhaps. But I wouldn't hold my breath...would you?

As my first post, I feel like I should dedicate something--set down in writing some momentous kernel of knowledge or prophetic thought, some gargantuan hook to keep you coming back, keep you amused on those dark lonely nights when you can't tear yourself away from the car-accident-in-progress-masochistic-ness of google-ing former classmates and flames. I'd like to ease your pain, but this little project is the only thing keeping me from the same aforementioned fate as we speak (? You read & I type?)...well, almost--that and the reason I've finally signed up for this thing in the first place...

For the first time in an incredibly long time, I am excited. Really freekin' excited. Because I am stepping out of my box. More like, I am picking up my box, swinging it over my head, vaulting it like a champion discus thrower, and running in the opposite direction. I will be shocked. I will be humbled. Hopefully, I will not try to relocate my box and hide under it. One thing is for sure, though: I will be in India, (yes, INDIA!) and you will get to read about it. This is the story of my trip. I hope you will be amused by it; I hope it will keep me connected to my friends. However, if you should find yourself disturbed by any of the things you find herein, take a deep breath, close your eyes, and simply do as I do--blame Erika. This blog is totally her fault.