Reelz Life with Brettcajun:

There comes a time when one must walk away from life's distractions in the pursuit of happiness. As Americans, we are bombarded daily with NOISE. Our lives become consumed with turmoil between our political parties, hopes of becoming the next Top Chef, or prodded like lemmings into movie theatres to see "Magic Mike".

I want solitude and to be left alone.

I do check myself however from crossing over to the land of bitterness. When I hang on the cuspis of becoming Jimbo, I back away from the ledge. I am NOT a bitter and angry basement dwelling troll crabby cuz I'm dodging bullets, bears with pot-breath, or ambulances carrying beatup/ODed prostitutes to the hospital in Shaw!

People can tolerate spending more than five minutes around Brettcajun.

Take "Mean Cub" for example. He is still lapping up all the ooey gooeyness of my awesomeness. :) Apparently, though, it's a challenge for a tennis super star, a bear, and two weiner dogs to lay comfortably on a couch watching movies together without getting hot after 10 minutes.

Unlike Jimbo, I am a people pleaser, so I acted to make Mean Cub's future visits more welcoming! I dusted off the Xbox, which hasn't been used for eternity, and set it up as a television viewing/gaming/Netflix movie watching/jiggy dancing beatbox in a bedroom with a queen sized bed. Voilà!:

I rejoined XBox Live with gamer tag BrettLSUFan, bought Skyrim and the latest Grand Theft Auto video game with expansion packs, and downloaded a buttload of Madonna, LMFAO, and Justin Biebier videos. Yes, I DO jiggy dance around the house, but not Blobby gay-like. I gyrate in a much more masculine and less squishy manner!