Hello, and uhh . . welcome to my humble little spot in the great wide frontier of cyberspace. I just bought a house (after 8 long years of renting) and I just started a new job. Actually, same company, just a new position in a different location (albeit ten miles closer to home than my old position.) Many changes. It occurred to me my MySpace was a bit on the small side to post ample blogs that nobody seems to read anyway. I thought, why not start over on a real blog site this time? And so here I am.
I will write/post many things here. I'll let you know what stimulates me, what I like and love, and what I dislike and abhor. I really do believe the pen is mightier than the sword. And I believe books have the power to move mountains (Uncle Tom's Cabin and The Jungle, great examples.)
I'm an average joe, another face in the crowd. I'm one of the characters your eyes gloss right past in a Where's Waldo book. I don't have many RL friends, but the ones I have are pretty close to me. But then, I'm still disappointed and surprised in equal measure from time to time.
I've watched my family go from being television addicts to outdoorsey lawn chair types, to tracking through cyberspace as daily regulars. And I'm watching my parents go through a metamorphosis right now--they've sold their television, getting rid of their computers, and making a lot of trips to the public library. I admire them for that. I could never do it. I'd be just like Oscar the Grouch, living in a trashcan if that's what it took to keep my broadband internet connection.
And then I have another family member I've basically lost to cyberspace. We live reasonably close, but I never get to see this person because this person is either asleep charging batteries for another all night session, or the person is involved with someone online and I'm playing second fiddle. This is a sad reality of life online, and I'm sure I'm not alone.
I'm an addict myself, but I have it under control. As long as I'm able to get my gaming fix in, and I can look and see the two network computer icons flashing in my system notification area in the right lower side of my screen, I'm good. This is my chocolate crack. I guess I'm like the Steve Zahn character in the movie, Riding in Cars with Boys, where he told his wife he just needs "this much" to keep things steady. "See?" he says, holding his hand out flat in front of him for his new wife to see. In the next scene she leaves him. ha!
I do a lot of writing, well, okay, let me rephrase that. I have done a lot of writing. I try to maintain my diligence, but it's just so hard to do with all these great new games coming out, and not to mention I reactivated my Age of Conan account this weekend. I'm paying a monthly fee to play . . .see now why I'm compelled to play? I have to get my money's worth.
I've been published in a few small venues, nothing bigtime. I don't know if I've got a New Yorker or a Playboy piece in me. I have two novel manuscripts that saw the NYC publishing house circuit, but neither of them found permanent homes. I'm refurbishing my first one, adding about two hundred or so pages to it, and writing it with a maturity that only twenty more years above ground could provide. Maybe it will meet with better success on its next go around to the Big Apple.
Okay, enough about me . . what do YOU think of my new blog? heh. Okay, sports fans, I'm off to smoke a stogie and lose touch with the phenomenal world and step into the sublime with a good book on the back porch. Laterz.
