My life as a sock

I really want to be interesting and insightful and witty in this blog, but sadly I'm about as much of those things as a sock puppet. A sock puppet without googly eyes or felt tongue or wool hair. Essentially, I am a sock on someones hand. Kinda pointless. Unless you've run out of gloves, I'm sure I'm very insightful when there are no gloves about.



But it's summer, and we don't need gloves, or insight.

Suddenlysam

Buongiorno Principessa!

First post, so I thought I'd talk about my blog name, suddenlysam.

Why choose it? Is it that I see my life as merely a shortlived mildly amusing sitcom?

Maybe I like the idea of "suddenly" being myself.

Or maybe when I was 15 I had a ridiculous email address which no one could remember how to spell so I had to come up with a different idea and suddenlysam was the first thing that came to mind that didn't involve numbers or underscores, who at the time were my mortal enemy. We have since resolved our differences and co-exist in harmony.

Also, alliteration rocks my socks.

Conclusion: Don't knock my smock or I'll clean your clock!
http://www.dontknockmysmock.com/