I don't know if anyone actually reads this blog. I have had only one comment to any of my entries (from the formerly known as Becky Scango--whom I remember and recall that I liked her--good people).
But the lack of a new post is due to the fact that I am down in Orlando. Disney World to be exact. Our annual National Sales Meeting is being held here this week, so I'm a bit busy working-yes, working. Though I've taken the opportunity to have my family fly down at the end of the week and join me so we can have our first ever Disney World family vacation.
I know I owe a posting on depression--hopefully I'll get to that next week. We'll see; as my old friend Pete has recently sent me a long email response to mine updating me on his life, so I may take some time and respond to that instead...again, we'll see.
Showing posts with label interjections. Show all posts
Showing posts with label interjections. Show all posts
Monday, January 12, 2009
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Parallel Universes
I've only just gotten into reading on this, but one has to admit, it gets your brain churning. More thoughts on this later.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Just a word about my fiction...
Just to be clear, any fiction I post here is only sections of writings I could never finish. Mostly what you see posted is all there is--scraps of thoughts. Nothing I'll probably ever finish and they're from all time periods over the last 8 or 10 years slapped down from my brain onto paper. I guess you can say they are more like fuzzy glimpses through dirty windows.
Monday, December 8, 2008
Genesis
While never a huge fan of Peter Gabriel; am very much a fan of Steve Hackett. However, this is not why I labeled this entry Genesis--it's because this is my first blog entry and oddly enough, I'm a complete blank as to what I want to say. I wonder if He had the same problem, ya know, like: "OK, let's do this....um....er..." before He finally hit upon let there be light and all.
"Then why blog, dumb ass?" I know you're saying to yourself. Because I wanted to join in and say whatever the hell I wanted to say just like everyone else. My brain droppings smell no worse than anyone else's... If I want to say I think Sarah Palin is one of the most frightening people in the world and yet she's the perfect MILF (just like Madonna was the perfect slut back in the 80s)--I can.
So, what to expect moving forward? Some pictures, some ramblings, some fictional writings and whatever else I can think to throw in.
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