Writing this blog is the equivalent of ripping my guts out through the hole in my face. It begins by feeling awkward and strange, somewhat uncomfortable and frustrating, possibly even embarrassing. The strange part is that it gets easier. Once I am snaking my large intestine out through my mouth it cannot possibly hurt as much as when I initially began. I get used to the pain, no matter how painful. Don’t be mad, but its true.

I write this blog for many reasons. I write this for my boss because, well, she asked me to. I write this for you alum’s who live vicariously and shamelessly through these writings. I write this so that you may connect to a word or sentence that creates a small warm feeling located conveniently above your diaphragm and below your heart. I want to watch that warm feeling spread like racecars through your veins and burst through your fingertips. I write this for my mother to shock and awe her with my vulgarity and creativity. Just kidding, the dirty words get edited out. I write this for Lauren to impress her because I am constantly looking for ways to put a smile on her face. I write this for my friends so that I can temporarily create a portal into the life that I now live. I write this for the people who barely know me and are bored at around 4 o’clock on a Friday afternoon. They happen to stumble across my facebook page because of something clever I wrote on their friend’s wall; and because I obnoxiously advertise my new blog posts and because you (the reader) are already exhibiting all signs of being a stalker, you decide to click on it. You know me from high school or college and decide to deepen our friendship without me even knowing. I write this for students who are contemplating coming here. I want to open up the fabric and let you look inside.

Can I talk about the skyline without making you want to rip your eyeballs out of the cavity of your head? Believe me; I am tempted to do the same. Here’s the thing, the Comcast building and Liberty One do something funny with the light that comes from the sunset. They project an image on the horizon that is absolutely beautiful. The colors blend perfectly.

-the racecar driver