The First and Last are Always Remembered

So, the momentous first blog: I'll keep it quick.
Well it's somewhere around 2:00 and I got all sentimental over something so I put on Roads by Portishead (now Glory Box by the same band) and decided to document some of my daily fortunes (mis- or otherwise) from this point onwards. I've got to say, being this early in the morning I'm having trouble dusting off the brain and ridding it of all the gunk it up took since this morning.

To start, I'm Mike. I'm somewhere between the mental age of an eight year old and and someone considerably older. I live somewhere South-East of Melbourne and I hope I can be a little more creative than this later on.
I'm sure you'll find out I have a twisted and somewhat macarbe and psychosexual at times, and at others completely off. My family seems to think so, and you might hear about them later on down the track.

Now, just to set this out for you, more so for myself, I'll try to adhere to at least a vague formula or regular updates on this, but it is my first proper blog and one of my first actual commitments in life outside of the ordinary. Contrary to the name, this will not be daily, hopefully just when I feel the need to splurge some information that races around in my head. That, fortunate for some and not so for others, is almost inevitable. Chances are you'll get a few posts when I've come home from a big night out and I'm feeling pseudo-philosophic.
Also, I'll try to be nice and friendly but I promise nothing more than a poor attempt at that.
I'll also try to get my one vague thought that relates to the blog in the title, so keep an eye out for any bland ones and I'll see what I can do.

I'm hoping someone will find my ramblings, rants, raves and rhetoric as entertaining as I do.
Blogs away!