
When I was at the bus stop I saw this little sign. I did not take it because I felt certain there are those who need more hope than I do.
I am kinda frazzled at the moment and really phoning in these posts.
I have a huge note in my phone with ideas and partially written posts but it seems like when I finally am seated here, ready to write something, I’m tired and in a big hurry and figure I’ll get to it later.
I will eventually. But not today.

If anyone is keeping track, next month will be 30 years since I started my blog.
I’m not sure if that is the actual original first date that I posted or maybe when I got my domain.
My blog had 3 phases. I did the HTML by hand — I was a very early adopter. But later when Blogger started, I used that for better archiving and RSS — I had reasons. But then something happened with Blogger — I know it still exists because that’s where my list of books read lives. (And now that I look at that, I haven’t updated since the beginning of the year.)
Maybe they no longer hosted domains. I don’t know. Then I started with TURDPRESS which I still don’t like — it’s constantly bugging me to update things. Sometimes I type into the search bar, leave me alone, just so I feel like I’m expressing my thoughts.
But here we are and I am not promising anything but I will try to re-post some old stuff and maybe reflect or something, if I’m feeling frisky.
















