I am not sure if any of you have checked out my new website Indo Dreamin’, but I have been using most of my free time to work on that recently. It is not anything great yet but I would say what I got up is not bad for 3 days of work between doing my job and trying to have some sort of a social life (which is not going too well). I am not sure what direction the thing is going to take but for now I am just getting comfortable with NetObjects, the design software I am utilizing. Unfortunately there are not too many free online resources to help me out. This just means I got to get way more hands on with my HTML skills. I figure I can update the front page every week, probably Mondays, with shit I find interesting on my blog or other sites on the internet. This site is not intended to generate any income so its all for fun, but it would be cool if it eventually draws in some good traffic. I would like to link to some moral causes I believe in, though there are not many out there. This weekend I am gonna try figuring out how feeds work. It is never too late to get edjumacated. Another thing I have also wanted to do for a long time is to design t-shirts and caps. Doing what I do, there is not much opportunity to get creative but I would like to give it try. Being out here in China has given me a chance to get centered and really be more introspective and I hope that clarity will allow me to come up with some original ideas. Part of me says that I am going on 30 and I should just grow out of this shit, but then I can’t deny that I enjoy writing on my blog, playing with design programs, and just trying to come up with things I think are cool. I should have more mature past times like playing golf or collecting stamps but that shit just does not twist my nipples. I can’t force myself to be a grown up, that is something I think has to come naturally. But, its Friday and I am not going to over think this shit. But before I step back into somewhat grown up persona I will announce that after a large extent of shit talking from me, Brother Ro still managed to whoop my ass at pool last night 7-3. It was fucking embarrassing, but I live to fight another day.