Like I Was Saying…
What in the hell is the point?
I’ve been itching for a long time to keep a personal daily blog—a place to keep some of my rants and raves for a long while.
Or vent about what I see from my small little corner of the Universe.
So if you’ve found yourself here, welcome.
I’ll try to make it as interesting as possible.
I’ll keep in mind the title of Steven Pressfield’s aptly titled books, Nobody Wants to Read Your Sh**t.
Hell, even I read very few blogs these days. Up until a few weeks ago, I was addicted to Twitter. But then Twitter jumped the shark with all their censorship. Followed by Facebook.
And Facebook irks me. Sure, you can see what some family and friends are doing, and that’s nice and all, but far too many people (myself included), jump on their soaked from the rain cardboard box. And well, it’s annoying.
Plus, Facebook is like the Goodwill of the internet. You’re supplying the goods, and they’re reselling your life for their profit. I’m done being used.
I still have a Facebook account but rarely post. So this blog is taking my Facebook feeds place.
This is my own space. My platform. I own it. The writing is mine, as are the bad jokes, subpar photography, and anything else I choose to put up on this damn space. I’ll try to link some interesting stuff I find suffering the interwebs.
Enjoy.