Yet here I am, bravely battling the world of sleep deprivation to bring you all some fascinating insight into the world of Ryan Kenward. Unfortunately, that world is relatively compressed as of late as my attention shifts strictly to one person. I’ve vanished off the face of the earth to some people, nearly on the verge of fading into legend until I went out today and met with some of my good old friends. I’ve missed them and was glad to see them. I was just moving my car because I had decided I would go to Fredonia with some friends when the one who makes me feel butterflies and silly lame things like that called my cellular telephone (because I am a man with the times and talk on my phone more than a girl). We agreed I would go out with my friends tonight and we would rendezvous later on. However, this trip was not extremely productive and quite long in length. Unfortunately I did not arrive home until 2:30 AM and that person had long since fallen asleep. On the way home I nearly nailed a deer going 75… that would have sucked. Thank god for Ryan Kenward-like reflexes or things could have been ugly… Chances are both my car and the deer would have exploded on impact. Neons aren’t good at smashing things… I know, I’ve done it. My poor little 2001 Neon would have been a heap of scrap and that deer would have been a dismembered creature with its entrails and intestines hanging from tree limbs… Yuck. That was the visual that came up in my mind the exact instant I saw the deer before doing some tricky maneuvering to avoid the bastard. While I personally do not enjoy hunting because I hate the cold, and also being in trees in the cold – I hope the hunters kill about 80% of the moronic creatures because they are my only fear while driving. They are like the dumb little kid in class who gets in trouble and ruins it for everyone – any animal that can be hunted should be shot and killed. Too bad we can’t have an open season for ignorant cocky bastard people who are virtually clueless as well (or even if they would just cross the road in front of my car while doing 55+ MPH that wouldn’t be so bad either), but one thing at a time. I went to KFC and it was the shit. I guess that was the good thing about Fredonia. I had some humorous observations I made today as well I was planning on sharing but the ones I remember are too offensive to put here and the others I’ve forgotten so without further delay I am going to sleep. Love you all, with the exception of maybe 4 people.
- Ryan

So I am a writer on Tom Green.Com – go here.

In other world news, I am uncertain of what the future holds but I know how I feel. Regardless of what was, and what is – what comes next has exponentially more potential than anything you’ve ever dreamed. The kind of thing maybe you’ve heard someone say in passing but never believed was real. Dummy, that is my gift to you.

Today has been an odd day. There’s not much more to say than that. Register, my offer for the hand written thank you letter still stands. I purchased envelopes the other day and have been exercising my writing hand.

- Ryan

These are the results after several digg users voted on what their age was. The average digg user is around 24-28 years old. What was the point of doing this you may ask? Well, I was curious first and foremost – but secondly, using this information I now know that submitting news about Viagra or acne medication would not be popular articles due to the age demographic of digg. Using more information available in public surveys – just google them, you can find the interests of the average person in that age range and submit new content that would be interesting to the majority of the user base. Digg on.

-Ryan

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