"Whooo-ah.."

A bit of apprehension abounds at the moment. In a fit of random humor I notified Mattie of my blog. While on face this isn't a concern - the shit on here is just that.. shit on here. It is public - it *HAS* been public; it was announced on my only social-network site a few dozen times, and so forth. Maybe I assumed one of the 90 plus people across the world that follow my internal monologue were one of them, and now I realize not so much it's... annoying?


Who knows.

For some reason I feel a pang of explanation is needed for my blog. It's not guilt - anyone could have asked and I would told them. Maybe it's knowing that people I interact with and follow their lives closely may be monitoring this blog now. Buyer's remorse? No... survivor's guilt? Naw... Maybe it's just knowing that the cards held closest are slightly tipped.

Oh well.

Either I will probably have a few more folks reading for the short term, or I will be answering some irrational questions. Take the comments on face and if you have questions you know where to find me. If for some reason anything in here is alarming... well... my only advice was you should have asked a head of time.

Ask what?

That's the secret question isn't it?

Just know this blog is quite cathartic...

Biggest Fan - you are about due for an intervention. Shit is spiraling out of control with your alleged w0w addiction. Tsk tsk for you.

"And Harry, Jimmy, Trent, wherever you are out there, FUCK YOU TOO! " - Lt Col Slade
(As if you think I was quoting just "whooo-ah" from one of my favorite movies).