This blog provides a forum for an aspiring Writer* who would otherwise labor in total obscurity. Now I can labor in relative obscurity** while my mother and a few jaded ne'er-do-wells and other hangers-on keep tabs on my writing and careers.alt.

 

This site aspires to be a launching pad, a scratching post, a soapbox, a lightning rod, a Wailing Wall, a pen pal for the schizophrenic, your personal homepage, all things to all people! Perhaps a misguided diversion. Some day—a trophy case!

 

Like life, it’s not about anything in particular, but will tend toward:

 

My Likes—words, ideas, family, nature, science, technology, music, art, the profound, the strange, the profoundly strange, and

 

My Dislikes—evildoers, dogma, cleaning the refrigerator

 

I'll try to keep it light—expostulating*** on things that strike my fancy as opposed to, say, things that strike my morose existential sense of dread and foreboding.

 

Maybe by jiggling the handle I can stop the flow of voices in my head?

 

*Big-W Writer n: a writer who earns income (preferably "an income") peddling words to non-captive audiences.

**relative obscurity n: the state of being appreciated exclusively by people connected by blood or marriage. Of course, since Einstein (or was it Darwin?) said "Everyone is relatives," perhaps this blog will get the attention it deserves!

***expostulate v: to expectorate words and saliva.