I have serious work left to do catching up with my mid-life crisis. Exhausted by my struggle to maintain middle-class decency, this was my one legitimate chance to slip into infamy, disrepute and disorderliness. Cavorting and guzzling, spinning roulette wheels and plucking g-strings, my life would have found meaning through despair and desolation that characterizes many single men at my age.
But instead, I decide to unleash this blog, which aims sadly, to be funny. At an age I should be popping Valium, marvelling at the meaninglessness of life, I am appointing myself to be the newest jester of Blogosphere – The Pensive Humorist.
Life is too short to be unfunny, and I intend to prove it !
