Well Hey...

When I get nervous about getting up in front of people to speak, going out on the dance floor to dance, or entering a room when I know I am going to be intimidated, I always imagine what it would be like if every time I was required to do such a thing the song Honky Tonk Women by the Rolling Stones came on and everyone had to turn and watch me strut up to the front/into the room like I was Mick Jagger himself. Then I smile and continue on with whatever public endeavor I am about to make with a little less apprehension (and yes I realize the irony in the fact that this song is about prostitutes and that I have to picture myself as a man to be confident, but, it is not just any man, it is Mick Jagger, so I don't really think that is anti-feminist, just rock and roll). I am telling you this because I just listened to that song in anticipation of this public endeavor in hopes that I might make myself a little less nervous about writing this initial blog entry. I hope it worked.

Ande and I originally decided to embark on this journey together after reading a report about the Full House house that is currently on sale in San Francisco. At first, we wanted to tie in the Tanners to our little project, but that idea was rebuked by two of our most beloved critics, Jamie and Mary. So, we decided to come up with something a little more germane to our relationship, enter White Wine and Glow Sticks. I would like to follow in the footsteps of my co-contributor and outline a few of my favorite things, but before I do so I feel that it is necessary to add my own disclaimer regarding your reading experience. I doubt very seriously that my blogging will be quite so hilarious as that of La Rhon. I often think that she deserves her own reality show, and I think that most of you would agree with me. She is hands down one of my favorite people on this planet, and I am so happy to be sharing this "space" with her. On my end, I promise to share with you a few of my quirky, self-centered, self-loathing, magical, and boring stories that make up my current Addison by day Dallas by night end of my mid twenties single Paul-owning existence (yes Patrick I know I left out some proper punctuation) that I find to be quite happy and fulfilling but not always that exciting. So now that I have either built this up too much or already caused you to proceed with complete skepticism...without further ado, my favorite things...

Harry Potter:

Two reasons (of many): I want to be a wizard and I love Albus Dumbledore: It is our choices, Harry, that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.

Cheese:

The smellier the better.

Seafood:

Mussels and Escargot.

France:

Ouias, ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais...

Democrats:

Sorry Dad.

Frank, Betsy, Curtis, and Ashley:

Three Smiths, one Smith to be.

Jack Daniels:

On the rocks.

Lost:

I will love you forever Sayid.

Friends:

Both of the TV and real life variety.

Oklahoma:

The Sooners and the State

And Finally...

The Beatles and John Lennon:

I cry every time I visit the Dakota in New York and every time I listen to Hey Jude. Five words to live by and to leave you with: All you need is love.