Greetings from Planet Me...

Howdy,

If you're reading this, then you must have gotten lost. No? Are you sure? Well, if you're gonna stay, then I guess I had better warn you about what you may encounter while visiting. You know, for liability purposes. I don't need any lawsuits just because something bit you and I didn't warn you ahead of time. Pull up that stool over there. No, not the one missing a leg. That one, the one with the plaid cushion. It's cozy on the hindquarters, don't ya know.

So, anyway, what is this place onto which you have stumbled? Well, it's basically an extension of the cluttered and dusty storage shed that is my mind. See, I have a real problem with ideas. I have 'em. Lots of them. Too many for my poor brain to handle. So I need a place to put some of these ideas, maybe even flesh them out a bit. Like one of those little barn-looking things people put in their backyard to put stuff that won't fit in the house or garage. Like one of those, only a little fancier, so I can show folks around some of the strangeness that's inside my skull. Since I will be showing things off to people, it will also force me to develop these ideas beyond a casual phrase scrawled onto a random scrap of paper from the garbage. Good stuff!

So these ideas, they may take all kinds of forms. They may spill out as stories, rants, poems, or snippets. I may just throw some stuff that comes to mind out there and see where it goes. It may result in gold or a mess. Who knows. I may just toss out a journal-esque entry about something incredible, or incredibly mundane. Whatever shows up at the time of writing will be the soup of the day. I know that some folks like to keep a blog consistent in type and content. They may blog on a theme and have multiple blogs for multiple themes. Well, no me. No sir. I go more for the chasing butterflies approach. Who knows where you'll go or what you'll see, just so long as you're chasing the dream. Or something like that. Basically, expect nothing or anything and you'll do fine. If you the kind that likes it orderly and consistent, well I'm sure you can find that somewhere else.

So, there you have it. Scared? Intrigued? Bored silly? Well, I never promised Shakespeare. But, if I haven't scared you off, then feel free to drop in every now and again and see what I put in the shed. Maybe you'll see something you like. Maybe you won't. But you'll never know unless you look.

See you around, Pard. Watch your step on the way out and remember, if you stop by again, use the stool with the plaid cushion. It's my favorite.