Why am I here? There are a million blogs just like this one out in cyber-space. So why am I writing?
Mostly this is just a place to work out thoughts that cannot be turned into the pithy one-liners I've become famous for. Here I can ruminate all I need, and show off my incredible thesaurus skills.
Now, will I write anything? Not so regular as those that are tops. I have this odd thing called a life. Not that other bloggers don't. They've just incorporated blogging into their lives. I have never been able to find a way to do this. It might be those five pesky kids I have underfoot night and day. It might be that rebellious act of homeschooling said five pesky kids. It might be the extra-curricular activities of said five pesky kids that keeps me out and about all afternoon and evening.
Hmmm...no, I must be honest. It is not my children, it is my interest in reading and contemplating what others have taken the time to set forth at their own blogs and websites. So, in that spirit, I will contemplate the news of the day, my take on the snowball-headed-for-hell policies that the current administration desires to cram down our throats, Islamophobia-phobia, the Arts, flair on facebook and my latest troubles with TweetDeck--which I use, essentially, to stalk the guys at Red Eye.
So, please, if you desire to follow, sit back, relax, and lower your expectations exponentially.
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