Bats in the cave.

My biggest fear in life is believing that I'm great at something, but really I'm absolutely terrible, and NO ONE says anything. It's common for us to bend the truth because we're afraid to "hurt someone's feelings." It's like that kid who has a booger hanging, everybody sees it yet no one dares to mention its presence. From this point forward, no sugar-coating anything. I don't want to find out ten years down the road, I'm not actually good at making milkshakes. Seems unimportant in your eyes, but to me, it's more serious than Einstein's focus during a chess-match.

Beading around the bush is the queer of conversations. No one enjoys listening to it. Take the mask off. Get to the point, be honest, and respect will be given. Feelings can, and most likely will be hurt, but its necessary in the entire scheme of things. Imagine if Eve told Adam, "I am who I am, and if you don't like it, deal with it." Girls would've never had to start wearing makeup, correct? My historical knowledge is ridiculously accurate.

When it comes down to it, telling someone the truth, can save a lot of embarrassment. Just picture all the headaches we could've spared Randy Jackson if people simply told their friends auditioning for American Idol isn't a good idea.

Together as the population on this world we should vow to be straight forward with each other; tell people they got some bats in the cave, their milkshakes taste like urine, and in a British accent - That was tremendously horrendous. Stop singing.

-J.Stamos.

Uncle Jesse

John Stamos is a mediocre actor, celebrity, and person. You never hear about him. I don't know why he hasn't done much with his career. He's probably wondering the same thing. Ever since "Full House" ended and he was no longer Uncle Jesse, he dropped off the face-of-the-earth. Anyways. When I leave comments on blogs, I don't want people to think of "John Stamos". I want them to think of the meaning behind his name.

What might the be you ask?

I'm not sure either. I just think Big John kicks butt. His beard is pretty sexy too. It makes me want a beard. Just like Mr. Nelson, except less... hairy.

I love writing, hopefully this first post is intriguing enough to keep you reading future posts. If not, I'm sorry to lose your attention so easily. Maybe you should go read a gossip magazine or watch "Walking dead" or something.

Another awkward situation I'm in... Do I end with a signature, or coined-phrase? I'm not sure. I'll just do it, not because Nike told me to though.

-J.Stamos.