Hello

[Bobby Francis]

My name is Bobby. I am a part time poet in that every now and then I come up with an idea I think is worth pursuing. Recently I came up with such an idea, and I’ll be seeking feedback on that in a bit, but respecting both the rules and my place as a newbie, I will wait to post that poem. 

For now I am 56 years old. I am a gay man closing in my 36th anniversary with my partner Lee. I have a self-deprecating sense of humor, but most people don’t get my jokes about myself because they just don’t know me as well as I do. 

My cat is Sparta. He’s the sweetest baby on earth. I don’t understand people who act like cats are a bunch of Darth Vaders or something. Maybe such cat owners are a bunch of Darth Vaders and their cats are just mirrors. Is my cat love too strong? 

But hello everybody!

[Quixilated]

Hello Bobby! Welcome to the pigpen!

[Bobby Francis]

Thank you Quixilated! Thanks for the welcome!

[busker]

Hi Bobby!
It’s wonderful to have you here. You’ve posted some  thought provoking crits. You come across as very authentic. 

[Bobby Francis]

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Hi Bobby!
It’s wonderful to have you here. You’ve posted some  thought provoking crits. You come across as very authentic. 

Thanks Busker! I’m excited to get to know you and everyone else here! Great to meet you!

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I mentioned my self-deprecating sense of humor in my opening post. You be the judge of whether the humor is any good. Here is my bio at another site:

Bobby Francis, largely acclaimed by the Books of Records, as the singular least accomplished human in human history. This dope hasn’t even succeeded in making a simple Oldowan tool. This is largely due to his motto “I am never attempting to make a stone tool in this lifetime.” A wannabe out gay rock super star, Bobby has no musical talent whatsoever. Known locally in his one bedroom village as the guy who plays with the Sparta the Cat who appears to think Bobby Francis, rock prodigy, is a real human being, and appears to believe the ridiculous musings of this talentless lout. Among other purely fictitious accomplishments, Bobby Francis has imagined himself has a ballet dancer, soccer player, football player, long distance runner, warp drive engineer, paleoanthropologist, comedian, MMA champion, time traveler, super hero named Sissy Boy who gets his power from his fear (the more fearful he is, the more powerful he becomes, thus if he gets so scared he wets his pants), then he becomes his most powerful ever, and left wing super gay politician who wins a surprising US Senate victory in the state of Louisiana who also has the magical ability to make witnesses to tell the truth simply by prefacing his questions with the words “now, tell the truth…” He was promptly banned from Congress!.