Let’s just call me Joe. It’s a good name, a solid name, a name I share with at least a couple other misplaced boys throughout history. Is it my real name or a nom de blog? For now I’ll just say that if it isn’t my real name, it’s pretty close.

OK. So, “misplaced boy,” what’s that about? Well, let me put it this way:

I’m a California native living in the south.

A liberal living in a very red state.

A social worker currently working at a large department store (that we are going to call WeownyouMart) for slightly over minimum wage.

A self-described “Christian but” * currently attending a Southern Baptist church. Why? Because the people there love me. 

Most challenging of all, I’m 2500 miles away from my five year old daughter. 

Why am I here? Because my life fell apart and I had to reach out to my family for help.

How did I get here? Well you don’t want me to tell you everything all at once do you?

This here blog will serve a few different purposes: First of all, it will give me an opportunity to test my writing chops in front of a live audience. Regarding that I welcome your comments and will post all of them unless they are racist or excessively scatological.

Also, because I firmly believe that everyone has the right to my opinion, it will also be a place where I will expound on topics that are important to me such as religion, politics, popular culture, and monkeys.

Most importantly, it will serve as the first draft of the story that I am living through. My journey through mental illness, homelessness, helplessness, and (I hope) redemption. A story about a misplaced boy. Not lost…just misplaced. A boy who is learning how to bloom where he’s planted. I hope that my story will give hope to others who are also going through trying situations.

I just have to make sure it has a happy ending.


* As in, “I’m a Christian but I’m not a Republican.”

“I’m a Christian but I’m open to the possibility that God may have used an evolutionary process while creating the earth.”

“I’m a Christian but I don’t believe that all gays are automatically going to hell.”


One thought on “My Name Is…

  1. just kidding! about the afraid part. well… maybe a little. of course i’m going to read your blog! silly boy! i’m glad you have a blogging home. and i’m glad you have a space that will be your own little corner of the blogosphere.

    you’re a good writer, joe.

    knowing you as i do i will give this one word of advice: write something every day. don’t wait until you think you have something profound to say. that’s not what a blog is about. don’t overthink things. find one thing to write about every day, even if it’s only two sentences. don’t let the number of comments drive your writing… if you go a week with no comments, don’t think no one is reading.

    just write. once a day, at least two sentences. something that will make us laugh, make us think, draw us into your world.

    just don’t you be calling sarah palin a slutty airline hostess!

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