Because. That's why.

    I went to sleep last night all excited to start blogging today. Woke up with a very sore throat. As the day progressed, it became real...... Bitch! Youhave a cold! Third time this year I've been sick. Gotta love stress.


   Anywho......


    The Burping Bee. Strange name. What is in a name? Blah, blah, blah. Somewhere between the years of 1995 and 1997 is when it happened. The epic burp. Burp from a Bee ( my nickname folks, is Bee).

    I was in my room drinking Diet Shasta cola. I have never met a soda with such carbonating power as Diet Shasta. My dad was in the kitchen cooking. All is well in The Johnson Household. I don't remember why I had to get up, but I did. I walked through my doorway into the hall... With no warrning at all, the deepest, longest, loudest burp ever heard, sprang forth from my gut! It was perfection. It rang loud and clear as the church bells of Notre Dame. My father's head popped out from the kitchen, " Was that.. you?!" yes dad.... " Are you ok?" yes dad...


    We still speak of it. We still laugh. It was a grand achievement that could have won many an award. Alas, twas the years before cell phone cameras and instant access to the interwebs. A gift from the universe to just dad and me. Me, The Burping Bee.


  Thanks for reading. I have to go shove tissues up my nose and shotgun some nyquil......

Why not?

    Well, hello there! Thought I would finally give this blogging thing a shot. Let's see where it goes.... Shall we?