Lest I forget

The Ice Cream Man origin also includes this dude and his state of mind:

















The Ice Cream Kid has grown up (a bit). But that don't mean he's stopped seeking moments of pure, no-mind joy and laughter. Nothing beats a self-inflicted ice cream cone to the forehead.

Trust me.
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A Bit of the Ol' Clarification

Dear readers, sometimes I'll use terms that I've yet to define.

Here are a few, as well as some answers to some soon-to-be frequently asked questions.

HD: hipster doofus, like Elaine called Kramer in this Seinfeld episode. Lately, however, this has morphed into hipster douchebag, a far more derogatory, and some may say more applicable, term. Anyway, it'll be HD for short for now.

N.G.F: Not Giving a Fuck. This term--or at least its acronymical form--was coined by my brother James, and refers to one's will power and determination, combined with an irreverent, anarchical attitude that holds nothing sacred. So, N.G.F since 1974 means I've been like this since birth. As has James. This blog will bestow N.G.F. status from time to time, pending approval by both myself and James.

Ice Cream Man (or icecreammang): What the fuck, right? It's my long time intraweb screenname, sometimes rendered as one word and with a Southern California Latino immigrant accent: icecreammang. Hence the url (but not name) of this blog. Ok, but why Ice Cream Man? This song, performed by this band. Please note that it's not a Van Halen original but a blues song recorded by John Brim in 1953. And yes, all of my flavors are guaranteed to satisfy.
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