Thing 3

Blogging. Turns out I love it. Of course, it's all just extemporania for the moment. After all, I don't have particularly DEEP THOUGHTS! I enjoy hearing others' comments, although there have not really been many (or any, other than Jim's -- thanks, pal). Ironically, I haven't been particularly interested in reading blogs before, mostly for the same reason I like my own: there's not always a lot there. Alas.

One concern, should anyone actually read these things, is that my comments might be misinterpreted. Writing is not the same as reading, is not the same as conversing. Paranoid, I know.

I expect I'll play at it for awhile and see how it goes. It's an interesting way to fulfill my mother's dream of me becoming a writer. What goes around, and all that.