The beginning.

George and Samson.

you may be thinking, what the heck kind of name is that?
 Well I'll explain it to you. My best friends name is... Well, we'll just call her H. H and I were extremely tired one day at a function and had spent the last 3 days together with nothing to do. This was around the time that we had found the cabinet of pixie stix. I mean who leaves a unattended cabinet of Pixie Stix with a bunch of kids? So we found the pixie stix, ate about 20 each, and were more than a little loopy when we came up with our nicknames. I went first saying, "We need, like, cool names or something... Yours, yours could be Samson!!!" H replied with "Yeah!! And, and you should be...George!!"

And it stuck.

whenever I see pixie stix I laugh uncontrollably and whoever is around thinks I'm crazy.

"So... What kind of Blog is this anyway?" You may be thinking.
I don't really know yet. But I wanna be a writer, and this is a good way to get started. By the way, there is more to the story, but I'll write about it later. I'm thinking this could be an outlet of sorts. A way for me to be creative, and get my ideas out to the world. Maybe I'm over anticipating this just a tad. I tend to do that.

But what can I say? I'm a competitive over achiever.

Till net time,

George.