What is a "Daring Wagon Dragon?"

What is a "Daring Wagon Dragon?" Many people have asked me this (well, two), and so I thought I should take this precious time before bed I usually take to play a computer game and actually write something. (but don't worry, I'm still collecting meat and radioactives in the background) Anywho.

Daring Wagon Dragon. Say it out loud. Daring Wagon Dragon. Ah... feel it cleanse your pallet. It has a blustery quality that is belied by its rhyming nature. Say it again. One more time please. Now, don't you feel silly? You should, because I do.

Now for the meaning. My name, as you should know, is Darren. In the original Persian or German (I'm not really sure which) it means "Great One." Wait... No that meaning has nothing to do with it. Daring Darren. That's it. "Darren" sounds like "Daring." So, actually, it's pretty simple. Simply complex, eh?

Wagon: My younger and only brother is named Wayne. In the original Persian or English (I'm not really sure which) it means "Maker of Wagons." So naturally, I wanted to honor him a bit and have a family connection in this name. And I do.

Dragon: collectively, dragons are cool beasties. I want one.

Keep in mind everything we have learned. If "Daring Wagon Dragon" were "untranslated," it would be "Darren and Wayne's Beast." This is actually misleading, as Wayne has no dominion over the beast that is this blog. If he did, it would have a lot more kayaks, Celtic designs, good dancing, and fashion sense, but since he doesn't it is what it is. It has stupid dancing.

"Daring Wagon Dragon" has a lot of cool qualities about it too. Imagine a world without horses, a creature that has done me more harm than good, and to replace them we had dragons. Or even a world with horses, but dragons are to horses as horses are to oxen. I'd like to have a dragon pulling a wagon into the places no one else will go. That's what I'll do, (go where no one else will go) and this name reflects that mission. Someday, I want to make a cool graphic of a dragon pulling a wagon for the banner at the top of this page, but that's a ways off.

To be honest, I just came up with "Daring Wagon Dragon" out of the blue. I thought of my name, my brother's name and the animal that went with them, and it just sorta came out. I liked it, and so here it is.

First post!!!

I was going to do a really deep post analyzing whether or not theology is a worthwhile subject, but I'd rather do something more first posty for the first post.

Daring Wagon Dragon - Delivering where others fear. Like lava beds. And baby stores.

So that's the name. That's what we'll do, metaphorically. Sometimes you might be thinking, "gbala gbala" because nothing makes sense, but it's like impressionistic art. You have to stand back to see the whole picture.

So who am I? What do I do? Not that anyone cares; Darren, the Miller's son, farmer by trade, anything else by choice. Almost no one will read this. Why am I doing this? Am I in such a need to be heard that I must post things that someone might potentially read? I'm not one who reads many blogs, except for some that my acquaintances write. So why write a blog? A gasp for fame? A call to my generation? Hopefully my reasons are worthwhile. My reasons are: I'd like to experience it, I'd like to give others enjoyment (which is why I only write about things that interest ME), and I'd like to chronicle my growth. I'm almost an adult. If I look back on these things later, when I'm old and gray, how will I be different? How will I have grown? These questions can only be answered with time. And time is the only thing in life that is free.

So what can you expect to find here??? Dreams, humor (if I'm in the mood), analyzing of theology, and other stuff. Social critique and such. I'm not going to write much about my life because that doesn't interest me. Maybe when it gets interesting I'll write about it... Some of the oddest dreams play out in my mind...