At this point it’s retro. I may as well do ASCII art on a typewriter, right?
Well, I recently read a book by a Professional Blogger, and it was so lame I figured I could do better myself. So here I am.
I also just like posting. Over a year ago, I quit Twitter, and it was a great decision, no question. But I wanna post. And typing on a real keyboard is fun. If I’m focusing hard and know where I’m going with it, I can crank out about 100wpm and then I get to feel really good about myself.
It’s a creative outlet, sure, in the same way that the guy on the train talking to himself is doing it as self-expression. Benign, though. I’m not going to lock eyes with you while I do it. If I have my ruthers, nobody will ever make eye contact with me at any point in this endeavor.
Topics that will pop up frequently likely include: anti/consumption, fiber arts, cats, household puttering, DIY in many flavors, music, dreams, personal finance, walking around, books, weird shit I found on the ground, food, things I’m too stupid for, things I think I’ve got all figured out, things nobody has a damn clue about.
And so on.
Here we go!

Spit it out!