Welp, here goes nothing...

Hello all,

I'm not sure what it says about me that I had inner conflict about creating a blog. I might be an overthinker. I've toyed with the idea of a blog for quite some time and finally decided to pull the trigger today after getting in a bit of a writing mood.

What was stopping me, you ask? Well, two reasons off the top of the dome. Oversaturation is one. Everyone has a blog. Why in the world would I want to add to the pile? The second would be that blogging requires a certain amount of confidence in the fact that people actually care what you're doing. So I did some thinking and tried to come up with reasons that would negate those two mild concerns.

I think I found them.

I decided that the key to overcoming any type of oversaturation is by being unique. Now, I'm not going to act like I'm going to re-invent the art of "blogging" but I CAN write in semi-coherent sentences. I figure that'll differentiate me enough. The confidence part was never really taken care of but considering my current life situation (more on that later), I figured that this would be an effective way to keep my friends up north/elsewhere updated on how life is going for ol' Dominic.

Let's start off with a brief overview of me/my life.

My name is Dominic.

I'm a Christian. My relationship with Christ and my ever so gradual understanding of God is the most important part of my life. It's a massive mystery but I'm figuring it out as I go and taking my lumps as I'm sure most everyone else does.

I'm 28 years old. I'm so a grown-up. I managed to shirk that title for a few years into my twenties but it eventually caught up with me. I am (somewhat) enjoying all the little milestones that come with it. And hating some. An example of something I enjoy is the fact that I'm making good money for a single guy right now and can afford most anything I want although most of what I make goes toward paying off debt at this point. An example of something I hate is my retreating hairline. Yes, I know the proper term is "receding" but I like "retreating" better. Cause my forehead is kinda winning the territorial war taking place on my scalp.

I enjoy playing/listening/doing most anything to music. As much of a skeptic as I come across as, I can appreciate almost any type of music. It's a beautiful entity and I have an infinite appreciation for it. I'm a drummer who, thus far, is fortunate enough to have enough great music memories to fit into a lifetime. I've been blessed with some great gigs and some great bandmates. You'll get to know them through this blog, I'm sure. There will be times where I shower them with affection. I'm kinda expressive like that.

I enjoy physical health. This is a recent development for me but I'm kinda diggin' it. Anyone that looks at me right now would never guess that I'm into the stuff but I guess ya had to see me a few years ago. I'm not going to post particulars about weights/weight loss/whatever. I couldn't take myself seriously if I had one of those "HEY, I LOST _____ LBS!!" posts or a "I DID ___ REPS WITH ____ LBS!!!" posts. Anyone else that wants to in their own blog/facebook status/whatever is fine by me, do what ya gotta do. Just not really my game, I don't think. I'm really hoping that there's not some obscure mention of something like that in an old facebook note of mine. If so, forgive me and consider this new leaf officially turned over.

I sell wood for a living. Livin' the dream for a company by the name of Continental Hardwood (www.continentalhardwood.com). Got transferred down here at the beginning of the year. It was a positive transfer. Was a good career move for me. Either that or management put a price tag on getting me the heck away from them at our Kent/South Seattle branch. Anything's possible really. Anyway, I like the job. Really, I do. This industry is full of some fantastic folks and I work with a few of them. People ask me what I do and I'm REALLY glad that The Office is as prolific as it is. I can use Jim as a good reference point as to what I do. Except he sells wood and I sell paper. And he's 6'3" with charm. I'm about 5'11" with.. um... way more shoes than any male should ever own. In your face, Halpert.

I like coffee, my laptop and free wireless. That combination ends up being extremely cathartic for me. Not sure why. I just kinda enjoy shutting out the world and keeping to myself. For as extroverted as I'm sure I come across, I think I'm a lot more of an introvert than people realize. Chalk that one up to the fact that fact that everyone is always learning about themselves. Guess that's the most recent development for me.

I think that takes care of the big ones so let's throw some obscure facts at ya.

I was born and raised in Tacoma, WA. Spent all my life around there up until my recent move. I love it there and miss it more with each passing day. I was surrounded by some of the best friends anyone could ever, ever ask for. I'm headed back there this weekend (3-14-09) to play with my old band. I can't begin to tell you how excited I am for it. It's going to be like Christmas.

That being said, Vancouver, WA has it's perks. I've gotten plugged in with a fantastic church (www.crossroadschurch.net) that happens to have an amazing studio (www.crossroadsproductions.net). I attend a young adult group called The Bridge which has supplied me with some great new friends. Everyone there is great. I'm giving props to my friend Lori for introducing me to so many folks there. I'm also giving her props for being hilarious. "Natalie..."

If I say something that seems weird and out of place on here, just go ahead and figure on it being a weird reference or an inside joke. I promise that there will be someone somewhere that will understand the jibberish that I spew.

This blog entry is getting long.

I love to eat. A lot. Although I'm nowhere near the food consumption machine that I was in my younger days. I was your typical high-school male food vacuum back in the day. I try to watch what I eat now but if you catch me at the right time with the right fried food or the right steak or burger, I'll make it happen.

I've come to the conclusion that I'll probably never be happy with my drumming. And I think that's a good thing. After all, who wants to rest on their laurels?

I have about a quarter or so of college under my belt. I used to be insecure about it but I interviewed my way to the job I have now and they had a 4 year degree "requirement". I don't feel quite as inadequate anymore. Also, there are people with four year degrees that I wouldn't trust to organize my sock drawer.

I don't like candy canes.

I hate the fact that the weather of this winter of 08-09 just won't go away.

Had a MySpace but canned it. Don't really miss it that much although maybe I'll make another one for music or something if I start recording again.

Alright, this blog entry was a marathon and I should probably pace myself if I plan on making this thing a consistent activity. I hope this finds you all well. As always, love God and love each other. Take care, I love you all.

Dominic