The Name

For six months, I could not think of a name for this blog. I wanted something serious, something profound, poetic, something that'll be read and send a shiver down someone's spine. A lingering, deep impression.

That turned out not to be the end result and I couldn't be happier.

Because sure, I can be romantic and poetic, but it runs deep like still waters. Get past the weird and confounding waters for the more somber and serious me, I suppose.

I can be silly, and goofy. But most times, it's a defense mechanism. A front, even. At worst times, a distraction from the unpleasantness of time. If I make you laugh, or confused, or both... I'm more at ease. Especially if I can make someone crack a smile.

The end result is something a little bizarre, I think, on top of being a certain callback I may explain at a later date. It's me.

Get Rowdy.

Then.

I can be Serious with you.