Is This Where the Title Goes?

     I'm new to this. I never really saw myself as the blogging type, especially since I never thought of my life to be one of much excitement -- or at least one that would interest anybody in anyway possible other than by provoking the thought of what a lame story this guy has. But as I've begun to learn, a story is a story and real life is interesting. Movies that are realistically or even historically fictitious are of interest to people like you and me because we want to know that other people go through the same sorts of problems we do, and we find comfort in these shared experiences -- not to say that any of this is exactly accurate. 

     After all, I am merely babbling. Isn't that all that blogs are? Babbling? Isn't this where people come to build their towers to Heaven only to discover they get nowhere in meaningless speech, and that after laying brick after brick of trips to the beach, walking a dog through Central Park, or philosophies of taking sick days from work, they realize they've taken themselves nowhere as contributing members of society. They may be even worse off once it becomes quite evident that their tower of accomplishments and experiences tumbles downward, and they find themselves wandering the world, searching for meaning and translation.

      Anyway, it looks like I've placed myself in the same boat.

     As for me, I'm not here to try and share ultimate life lessons or philosophize this incredibly simple thing that life truly is. I say that, but you could come back later and discover me going on about some hoozadiddy scholar that ignited a flame of thought and intuition in my mind, which granted me the opportunity to share with you the same sort of malarky -- not that truth is malarky. It most certainly isn't as some people refuse to recognize, but I won't chase that rabbit any further.

     I am just here to write. This is where I clear my thoughts, retrace my steps from the previous day, week, month, or however long the time between blog entries, and remind myself why Jesus loves me despite all my silly and sinful antics. I understand this is not my journal and that if the previous is my sole purpose in beginning this series of entries, then I should probably just invest in a spiral notebook. Privacy is comfortable, isn't it? For you and me both. But in the long run, I want to be open and honest with people -- anything you would want to know about me might be open to discovery right here. Plus, the internet is a free resource so I might as well save a few dollars here and there by taking advantage of it rather than purchasing pens and paper periodically. Like that alliteration?? Oh, yeah. That's nice.

     I say all that to say this: Come along on this journey of lame babbling with me or make other use of your time. Your decision won't affect me either way, because that's the beauty of blogs -- freedom of breach.