Greetings, I come in peace...no, not really

Well, where to start?

Maybe I should explain the website's name, http://www.unclejoescyclopstoe.blogspot.com/.

I'm certain most of you know that the word "uncle" means at least one of my siblings has at least one child. However, I'm not an uncle yet, not until late Februrary. My youngest sister is now 32 weeks into her pregnancy and I could not be more excited to be an uncle. The gender is unknown as of right now, but next month it will be announced whether she will be expecting a boy or a girl. It really doesn't matter to me either way. If it's a boy, I can take him fishing, teach him how to drive a stick, chew bubble gum just like the baseball pros do, and set off firecrackers in the backyard swimming pool. If it's a girl...well, I can buy her chapstick.

Cyclops' Toe. Yes, I do have one. When I was a kid, I had problems with ingrown toenails on both of my big toes. Several times, I had to have the nail removed so it could grow back again the right way. During one of those times, my left big toenail did not grow out the right way. So I had to have a minor surgery to correct the nail, and the result was a smaller nail which was about half the size of what would be normal. Then a few years later, I dropped a folding table on it. Needless to say, it hurt...a lot. Two weeks later, I lost the nail again. When it started growing back, the nail was thick, small, and unusual, and it only had to be trimmed once every 6 months. Last year, a friend of mine had named my toe Cyclops, because it had looked like a creature with one eye. So put all that together and you get my website's name. Not the prettiest name in the world, but it'll do for now.

So why a blog? Frankly, I don't have much to do. All I do now is watch the Discovery Channel, eat Flaming Hot Cheetos, and spend way too much time on the internet. I have dial up at home so it takes forever to do something, which would explain why I'm always on.

So to properly start off this blog, my name is James Joseph Bartlett II. I was named after my father's father, the original James Joseph Bartlett. My nickname was supposed to be Jimmy but my grandmother was against the idea of naming me after her ex-husband. So I was then nicknamed Joey. I absolutely forbid anyone to call me Joe, except for my family. I'm deaf, not hearing impaired, and have been for the last 23 years of my life. Some people would ask me, "What's it like being deaf?" There were times I wanted to ask back, "What's it like being hearing?" Stupid question, right? My point exactly.

So anyways, that's enough for my first blog. More will be written at a later time, if I can get myself to continue updating this blog, which I'm really terrible at doing.


So until then, live long and prosper