Oh well...

The soft-spoken yet explosive little guy with his run-down mother. Sweet.

I'm a blogger now

Just gate-crashed the world of blogging. Three cups of coffee and an early morning stroll on the internet did it. Everybody does it, why not me. My sharp and ever so critical mind trembles at the thought that it could just write ANYTHING that ANYBODY could read. Stuff that pours out so easily during a phone converstation, or in the early mornings while the body is still far from wanting to attach itself to this person in my head ranting and raving, wondering and musing, is now subject to consideration. If I write it, someone could just read it, think about it, comment on it and, who knows what else. That's interesting. Maybe everybody should blog instead of think let alone speak first. Ha, the mind bloggles. I need another cup of coffee...