My REAL Resume

So… First blog… My apologies as I haven’t included anything on Tiger Woods’ infidelity, the late great Michael Jackson’s Death or anything on Afghanistan in this one. Figured you’ve already read up on more of that than I have…
So… You’re here now… (awkward silence)… Ummm… Well, guess I talk about myself with this being the first blog…

Describing Mr. Muzeklyfe in 600 words or less (yeah, I typed this part after counting the words, so what!)

I fear none but God (though long periods of time go by without the indention of my derriere on the pew, workin’ on that)

Ok, well… I am greatness, bottled up in mediocrity. I’m the “golden ticket” BEFORE Charlie unwrapped the candy bar. I’m the forgotten popsicle way in the back of the freezer that is everyone’s favorite flavor, but no one can see me behind the freezer-burned meatloaf that’s been in there a while… Think that sums it up! ;)

I’m an aspiring songwriter (right, like that means anything anymore these days… In my case, “aspiring” means I can’t get producers and execs to listen to actual lyrics and REAL vocal structure. Songs are no longer written, just recycled… But we’ll save that rant for another post…).

Click Here For A Sample Of Some Of My Copywritten Work

Let’s see, what else… Right now, at this point in my life, I am able to do anything and nothing at the same time. I’m winning, in last place… (here’s the part where you go, “oooohhhh, this guy’s DEEP”" and you use this line on your Twitter or Facebook as if you came up with it yourself, lol)

I’m a college grad doing nothing with the degree I have. In all the past employment experiences I’ve had, I possessed the knowledge to complete the tasks given at middle school age, and like most, highly exceeded the intellect of those that were put in charge of me. I was paid far less than my work/worth and treated like the janitorial staff… Side note, that’s not at all to say that a custodial engineer is to be looked down upon or given any less respect than the CEO, but let’s face it, admit it or not, we all look differently at those who’d just cleaned the stalls after Burrito Monday in the cafeteria.

Never been married, no offspring… (before we cue the sad music… I’m only 28 in January so it’s not like it’s the end of the road here. Just listing things)…

In a world full of plastered smiles and hidden agenda, I can’t say I have an abundance of friends, and this is by choice. Those I hold dear and keep close are made aware of who they are.

I’m definitely not an introvert, but I’d say “pleasantly guarded” or “acquaintance conscious”…

Let’s see… I was that one guy that DIDN’T vote for Obama just because he was black. Oh I voted for him, but because I thought he’d make a great president… No problem with racial pride, as I’ve been told my level of it sometimes could be taken as a superiority thing (not true). But a black man can mess up the country just as fast as a white man could… I voted for Obama, not his skin…

Oh yeah, did I mention I’m going to knock Soul/R&B music on its can and change the face of it? Yeah, may have left out that part.

Ok, well talking about myself is getting old and not seeming very “blog-worthy” anymore… So, this is the intro to me…

Love Up…