Filed by Bries at 12:40 pm under General, Shameless Plugs

Were I a superhero, this would be the point in time at which I would burst through a wall dramatically (as opposed to your run-of-the-mill wall bursting) and stand with cocked arms on cocked hips, my chest puffed out in order to draw attention to the large icy blue ‘B’ emblazoned there.

…but I neglected to wear my tights to work today, so instead you get an ineffectual blogtroduction, which is, all in all, much more befitting.

Hi. I’m Bries. I’m the new guy.

So what’s this dude’s deal, you ask? What’s this dude’s deal, indeed. For a primer in Bries (and what a primer it is… I consider it to be, for all intents and purposes, a prerequisite to life) and a bump in the readership to Bries’ other blog (and thus a bump to Bries’ inflated sense of self), click on my name over there –>

Or click on my name over there as soon as it appears (Trevor, help!) –>

[EDIT FROM TREVOR: Done and done!]

Yeah, it’s a myspace page. You got something you wanna say? To my face, even?

But, forging onward: as I concernedly expressed to Trevor upon discussion of my potential contributorship (contributioniation?), as much as I enjoy reading tip your waiter, I worry that I may not be the best boy to play along, as my blogs tend to be those of the smarmy wiseass variety and almost exclusively irrelevant, often for irrelevancy’s sake. Meaning that my contributoriness (contributocity?) will doubtless be stuck in the General category. And Shameless Plugs — I put the ‘me’ back in shameless. And The Arts, oh god, The Arts. But that’s a blog for another day. But Social Issues? Politics? Religion? all those important things? Nay — my inanity (a typo? potentially…) tends to steer clear.

So steel yourself for ridiculous amounts of ego-driven self-deprecation, contrived self-reflexiveness, and other self- things. And convolution. And expansive but poorly used punctuation (and parentheticals). And very little worldliness. Because it’s all about Bries.

…except the punctuation.

Bries.