Bask upon me ye mighty and despair or move onto the wordy bits. That's cool too.

What’s that in the chair? It’s a bird! It’s a plane! It’s the Immortal God-Emperor of Mankind!

The crowd goes… mildly confused at the inanity of those phrases! Until the chair swivels and reveals…a person.

These faceless and at the moment imaginary masses shake their heads, gesticulating with fists in the air as they shout “Shenanigans!”

The man in the chair (me, if you hadn’t already guessed and congratulations by the way for reading this so far) stares dejectedly at his feet for a moment before looking up and murmuring, “Wait don’t you want to know who I am?”

Well let’s switch perspectives and point of views.

I am a person. Not a Captain of Chickens. I apologize for the misnomer of the website’s name. I am neither a captain nor do I own chickens or any other combination thereof. The name emerged at some point during the misty haze of college and it has stuck with me ever since.

Now that that’s settled let’s move on.

I am a twenty three year old male, graduated from the University of Portland with a Bachelor’s Degree in BS. No, wait, that sounds unprofessional. I have a Bachelor’s Degree in History and German. Now I’m living within the United Kingdom languishing under the onerous task of further education, seeking a degree in International Relations. There all better.

I hail from the beautiful and sunny climes of the Pacific Northwest,tThe State of Washington in particular. Actually crap, got the weather mixed up a bit there. I hail from the gloomy and rainy climes of the Pacific Northwest. I read, play videogames, occasionally venture outside, and create messes in the kitchen. Most importantly of all though I write.

I write. Thought it needed to be said twice since it’s important. It’s something I do and people tell me I’m good at it. I’ve managed to keep it fairly hidden from my friends in order to keep up my “cool guy” persona. Well after graduating college with a degree in liberal arts, I was faced with modern life’s big question: “What next?”

After staring at the firmament for several months expecting opportunities or large piles of money to fall on me. Nothing happened. I spent another month sad and dejected, but then realized hey, I have some small amount of skill at writing. I mean, I enjoy reading what I’ve written and several people have told me I might have a modicum of skill. Why don’t I put that to good use? So I embarked upon an epic quest. And here I still am after a year of searching, of writing, and what do I have to show for it? A blog and some potential for awesomeness!

Now I am here to shout my name at an uncaring interweb to showcase me and my work, to spout off opinions, to relate adventures. Let the series of tubes shake and tremble at my coming!

Anyway, enjoy my blog. Feel free to comment or share.

Sincerely,

The Captain of Chickens