I can’t believe it’s been almost four years since my last blog entry. I think I foreshadowed that in my first few attempts at journaling my life, some nonsense about how many things I start but quit sometime soon thereafter: exercising, diets, etc… But here I am four years later. What’s become of my life? I still eke out a few hours a week of time for the things I used to enjoy: playing my Xbox 360 or some silly PC game, browsing the internet (usually WinCustomize or ...

It's been a few months since my last blog entry...I think July. It's amazing the kind of distractions that can pull a man away from the things he thinks are important. Let's see. My wife and I moved into our new house, after last minute problems with the loan (termed such out of courtesy for the younger readers, as "financial raping" would perhaps require the Adult Content box to be checked), and last-second problems with our builders, and ongoing problems with our insurance agent. Ahh, th...

So I’m sitting outside on my balcony, as I’ve discussed before, wading about inside my brain trying to make sense of the mess of thoughts floating in there like so much refuse. And one of these thoughts concerns this blog: If it’s to serve as a journal for me—which was, after all, its purpose—what should I write about next? And it occurs to me that that’s a very stupid question to ask. Shouldn’t a journal simply record whatever sewage can be skimmed from one’s head? Asking, “What should I wri...