Blogging

It appears as though I am going to try my hand at blogging. My hope is that my track record with myspace will not be predictive of my blogging behavior. Thus far, this feels quite a bit like journaling- another area I have failed miserably.

I have always had trouble committing my words to paper. It feels so permanent, like a tribal art tatoo in the middle of the back. I find myself concerned that I will be utterly embarrassed later by some trivial thought I felt like sharing in the moment.

That being said- I am going to attend to my son who just got beat up by the cat. More about that later . . .