Surely, you would like to get acquainted with me, so I shall comply. I am clearly the greatest (and least queer) member of this shabby bunch. I, after all, did coin the term, "Muskequeer," and yes, I am the artist behind that beautiful work of art at the top of your page. What else must you know about me? I am simply perfect.
So thank you for gracing this blog with your Brandon-adoring presence. And please try to muddle through the other members' posts as you wait patiently for mine. They are trying, after all (if not succeeding).
Adieu,
The Glorious Brandon Foster
P.S. Thank you for allowing me to cleanse my system of its pretentiousness. I considered leaving my intro as it was, but I would hate to mislead our readers--excuse me, reader (What's up, Enrique?)--so here is the slightly more realistic version:
I'm actually very shy and self-deprecating, my humor consists of making snide comments that few hear and fewer laugh at, and I have no idea what we will be blogging about.
