This is not a Blog. I’m not even a person, I’m a computer virus. In fact, every inch of your computer hard drive has now been infected and is feeding me all of your deepest and darkest secrets. Well all of those that you store on your computer anyways. I’m looking at you, Jeff! (Who’s Jeff? I don’t know. I just assume at some point there could be a Jeff that reads this blog.)Did I getcha? If you’re still reading this, then I give you credit for being smarter than Jeff. He immediately exited out of the page as soon as he saw the word “Virus,” and curled up like a baby in his bathtub. Seriously.
So the name’s Beggargass, Leslie Beggargass. Well actually Leslie Meredith Beatrice Beggargass III to be entirely honest. If you haven’t figured it out, I’m into practical jokes. In fact when I was first asked about doing the blog, two ideas immediately popped into my old noggin; write my post as if I were Eagen so I could make him seem like a stiff, well more of a stiff than he already is, or just create a link to a dog taking a poo in toilet like a human.I know, both are sweet concepts, and trust me, I would’ve gotten more than a barrel of laughs out of it. But then I figured if I went those routes, I’d have no platform to meet you folks. So it was probably a little counterproductive. Instead, I’ll go the more serious route. No, no, that’s impossible. I’m just not a serious guy. You’re forced to take the haunting trip into my brain and all its prankster glory – think the boat ride down the Chocolate River in Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory (the original, not that shoddy remake). Creepy, right? You have no idea!
“There’s no earthly way of knowing, Which direction we are going, There’s no knowing where we’re rowing, Or which way the river’s flowing.” I love that part!
So a little about me: I’m one of the founding members of F.L.E.A.R. and was born and raised in the great city of Furtayman. My favorite pastime is taking serene walks along the sandy banks of the Faynesma’ar River…scoping out the lovelies. Ha, you thought I was a romantic, didn’t you? It’s okay, you can confess. That’s twice now I’ve had you fooled. In all honesty, I’m an avid Screbak player – even won a few tournaments back in the day, which by the way is always a Thursday. Odd, right? I know.
I love to read. I picked up this one novel the other day, The Orion Chronicles. I just couldn’t put the darn thing down. I know it’s meant for teenagers, but who cares? Good writing’s good writing, no matter what age you are. (Is that a shameless plug? If so, who cares! I’m the one in control here.)
In closing, I want to thank you for taking the time to read a little about me. It was surprisingly fun and I’d do another if asked (wink, wink). Thanks to Jeremy for asking me to be a part of this unique glimpse into The Orion Chronicles. Lastly, I’ll leave you with a website link of a cat urinating…you know what? I’ll save that for next time.