Big deal. you found me.

(UPDATE SPECTACULAR! 8/20/15)

Holy balls, here we are again...

"But Jose! Why are you here again? WHAT has prompted you to churn out more garbage, or repackage it so we might enjoy (read: even READ) it?"

Well, let me tell you...

A long, long time ago, in a galaxy that makes exactly ZERO sense, your bud Jose made a friend...
This friend, made through that crazy internet in those formative years of a primitive MESSAGE BOARD (Jose is old enough to remember the birth of the interwebs.) eventually came a LONG way to visit Jose and his friend... previously, Jose had traveled out to meet his online friends-of-old as well. He was pleasantly surprised that his friends did not turn out to be the kind that sim-represent their gender, intentions and actually EXISTED.

The long of the short, one of these friends decides to visit Jose's hometown. We drink, sight-see, ponder the meaning of our first encounter, measure the time between the first and second, and are enthralled by the now-comparison of the then and now. Here we are, again, almost having cut our visits in half by time between. Each of these three face to face encounters.

'HA! Next thing you know, you'll be LIVING here!'

(We're still waiting on that one)

countless beers and sights later, we get back into (not that we ever fell out of) our groove. Conversation. That which confirms that people are stupid, mindless jerk-wads. Not THIS people. THIS person I can talk to. Life is once again a long-lost message board. One on MY home turf.

A day or two passes and we keep up the conversation. It;s not that we have not said anything to each other between these interactions, we can just communicate, a skill most of the world seems to lack. At One point, many beers later, old habits return and FanFiction comes up. I am immediately both terrified and embarrassed, as my ORIGINAL work is made topic.

The garbage slapped together on Notepad. On Windows 95 or some shit. Before I would go back and spellcheck.

"I could do any of that again!"
Fanfiction sounds like a good idea.

I submit that i should rework the stuff and repost.

We've been drinking, this is a good idea.

We go back and forth, buzzed, trying to remember the details of my Garbage.

I remember having fun doing this.

I could/should rewrite this stuff.

We are kinda drunk.

This is a good idea...

This is a GREAT idea.

This might be the only OTHER person that read my Garbage.

Jose is not in love with his friend, he loves these ideas.

"I'm gonna do it!"
'Do what?'
"Rewrite my original fics!"
'We were talking about that an hour ago...'
'I may be a bit drunk!'
"This is gonna be an interesting week..."

Now, here you are: Immortalized for Resurrecting Jose.

God Damn It.

Gamertag (used for XBox Live AND Steam): KirbyMST3K