blame facebook for this

Reconnecting with so many people from my past via facebook over the last couple of years, and really being surprised at some opinions presented in the posts, has really brought the concept of  what ‘my opinion’ might be worth under the microscope for me.

I have been repeatedly surprised, baffled, and bemused when the friend requests come in from those that knew me but not well, and often touched by being friended by husbands or wives of old buds. I have experienced great joy in ‘finding’ certain people online. I have even found and then ‘lost’ people again on purpose <blocked!>. It has been amazing, and I am so glad for that forum and format (even though it seems that frequency of use is dropping off as the novelty does)

Yet, I have not really engaged beyond the 350-character-count of the facebook world with these (you) people. I wrote a few “notes” that got going a bit, but the layout and structure of that really didn’t feel right – all stacked up and awkward… Part of that is simply time. Kids, work, all the other stuff life gets you on day to day. So already it’s hard to really sit to write a meaningful email or (what?) actually *call* someone. Then there’s the (ever-so-fun for me) forced short-form facebook kinda mandates. Where there isn’t really room to go into some thought or some rant or whatever *fully* – I always needed to throttle myself when I got interested or excited or angry at a post.

And then a few folks started throwing the B-word at me, telling me it’d be a good format and forum for my rants/thoughts. I gave it real consideration, asked around for which services etc. and asked a few folks if they would even read such a thing. And then (this blog idea) it went away. For a while. Then it started itching me. Yep, like a bad one high up on the back. I want to write, to share, to celebrate and probably piss and moan a bit, too.

As with anything I start, who the fuck knows where it will lead. Sometimes these pet projects of mine fizzle out and go away, and sometimes they become obsessions. Time’ll tell.

This’ll be interesting?

Never is a long-ass time, apparently.

“I’ll never blog, when would I find the time, and who the hell would read my random shit anyway?” Me. A few years ago. Ha.

So I have a blog. Wonder what I’ll do with it…