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A few months ago I was thinking quietly to myself as i worked on mundane things where I am employed, nothing really all that important or difficult, thus the time to think. So ponder i did. On this day, like many before it, i found idea's floating around in my head that entertained me, and in turn I thought they may entertain others. Also, like always, i pulled out my cellphone to make note of the idea's as to no forget them. One of those idea's, was this blog you are reading (or not reading). The idea came to me one day when i got a random wrong number text message from someone telling me about a party that they wanted me to come to. Now needless to say, you can probably infer that I was not the intended recipient of this text, but being bored as I often am, I responded to the text, asking the female what she planned on wearing to the party, she told me, I responded. The conversation went on for several return texts, before she, I assume figured out that I was not the intended target.

But the idea was now planted. Like so many random conversations you can have with strangers online, this conversation had been moderately intriguing. The one thing that i didn't like too much about was the fact that she thought I was someone i wasn't, someone she knew. But the notion of an impromptu conversation between a complete random stranger somewhere random on the continent and I seemed very enjoyable. So, with cell phone in hand, and an idea in the brain I finally made the plunge into the great unknown. I was going to start randomly texting people around north america. Now I know you and myself might being thinking the same thing...why exactly would you want to do something like that? why waste the time and resources to do that? why bother the good people of north america with such a thing? and I say this, because I can! I have always found it interesting when you ask someone something completely random at a completely random time and see what they come up with as an answer. So it only makes sense in this day and age of mass cellular mobilization, that we don't reach out to each other more. So I did.

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