Beautiful Creatures

Last night, I did something that I never thought I would do. It was like something out of a movie, like something that you only hear about, but it happened, and it happened to me.

I spent the day with two of my friends from out here in America, making a movie and taking pictures of them making their movie. When I left the two ladies they mentioned that we should hang out in the evening, and hang out we did, going to a friend of theirs house where we proceeded to drink heavily into the night. Sounds pretty normal so far right?

Well it was, till the thunderstorm. And what a storm it was. Such a powerful thing, I've always loved them. The rain was coming down in sheets, big blots of water, lightning racked the sky and thunder boomed. It was purely amazing. We decided to go out in it. In the middle of the night, drunk but in the best mood I have been in for a long time.

We ran out, then ran back. Stripped to our briefs, and ran back in.

I am not a man who does these sorts of crazy things, especially when I'm in the presence of two of the most gorgeous creatures I have ever seen. But I did it. I stripped and ran in. I danced in the street in the middle of a storm in the middle of a road. And I realised that we are creatures of simple things. I had an epiphany.

We are beautiful creatures. Enjoy life, and at least once in you life, dance naked in a thunderstorm.

First Post

Hey all who happen to be reading this,

So I was in the car earlier today, after feasting heartily on Flaming Amy's when myself and my good American friend Rob started talking about blogs, somehow we got on the subject. he has one that most of his friends are now watching, or should be, and although I have one based for my Uni course out here in America, I decided that I should do one about my personal thoughts and feelings from the last year. 

Now I realise that I cant remember half the stuff thats happened to me, so there's probably no point going back and reminiscing, but I believe that my being out here has had some drastic changes (lets hope for the better) on myself and how I place myself in this thing we call life. 

Oh, er, out here is America, since I'm currently taking a year abroad studying in North Carolina. Home is, of course, the wonderful land of Blighty, the Sceptered Isles, Britannia, the United Kingdom, Britain, England. Yes, I'm a Limey, and proud of it.

So, I start a blog about my life in America, and I know its going to have very little of my life out here in it. I can feel it, its going to be about whatever I'm reading, writing or watching at the moment. Hell, it might even be about something I listen to, or taste, who knows where this thing could go.

And of course, I feel the need to discuss the domain name for this blog. I choose it because, well, if my life is anything, its an experiment. 

Cheers.