Ahem...Did anyone else feel a sense of crippling gravity when you saw that little block that asked for your name? Several ideas went though my head. Swanky the Abomination was a real contender. But I decided on one that was more relevant overall. I still have a certain attachment to Swanky....
I grew up in the days of journals in spiral notebooks. That was the tried and true method of expression. And letters. The ones on paper. But I think I like the idea of the blog. In time, many of you hapless innocents, who wandered in here unsuspectingly may disagree-vehemently. Don't say I didn't warn you.
I'm going to give you a break today. The cat's in the garage. I think she's trapped under the lawnmower. Or she may just be a pain in the ass. She's not responding to the bag of treats. I'm leaning towards the latter. But duty calls. Hope to be back soon.
No, that was not a thinly-veiled threat.
Semper Fi
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