" It's no wonder why I would always fall, trip, stumble and or crash into something, I couldn't see. Oh, I'm sorry,my name is Spit, yeah I know what you're thinking, 'Spit, what kind of name is that, I get it. Let me explain. Since I can't see well I'm always experiencing mishaps. A lot of those mishaps include dirt, dust, foods of all kinds, drinks, and from time to time glass in my mouth, hence Spit since I do a lot of that. Nevertheless people tend to dig it plus the real name Ralph Demmiton Douglas-James well just never stuck with me-the whole 'Ralph' thing, I mean shouldn't there be an F in the name , there's a T in Spit. My mom calls me Spit, it took a while but she came around my grandmother on the other hand is not having it.In fact she will announce to all that can hear that her only grandchild was named after her long lost husband, my Papa, and her only son that was killed in combat that I never got to meet.She says it with pride trying to make sure everyone knows my name,including my father and grandfather if their listening. So that's the name history, and the Spit of it, ha, see it's catchy. Now let me tell you a story about myself, and the things I see through my Broken Glasses.