So

So, I have a young friend. To be specific, she is one of my daughters BFF's (shameless old guy trying to sound trendy therefore sounding hopelessly old which I find better than just being normal). Anyway, she has encouraged me (along with said daughter) to start a blog. " Who wants to hear what I've got to say" I have said to myself. Then another friend of mine said she would be my editor (I can't spell or follow basic grammar rules, result of daydreaming all through school-I think they call that ADD now). Still why would anybody want to read what I have to say.

Then!

An epiphany (awesome this has spell check, guess what the only thing I has mispelled so far? Grammar, that's funny !), back to the epiphany. I don't care if anybody likes this. Not that I don't care about people. It is just after reading above referenced friend's recent post I decided there was something on my list I had never accomplished. That is to write on a consistant basis. Not the great american novel, never had a desire for that. No, I love the little short (and have to be funny most of the time) essays from feature writers. My favorite is a guy named Peter Egan who rights for motorsports magazines. Also loved Dave Barry who I think become to rich to use a keyboard due to his popularity.

Also, stuff gets stuck in my brain. I mean stuck. You know like something between your teeth and you just can't concentrate until you get it out. Just drives you crazy, if you know what I mean. I have learned, through facebook, and something before that, old age setting in, what was it? ( I got bad grades in college for comma splices, can you tell) I want to call it Xango but I know that is that miracle drink that makes you taller and handsomer but then causes you to buy everything orange and thats not it. Anyway once I fully get it out of my head and send it into cyberspace I feel free! At least until something else gets stuck.

So, here I go.