I have not posted in quite a while. Part of the issue may be the Sisyphean task of using the new Blogger. I mean, it's just such a pain in the ass(though admittedly, I am a third-rate technodunce).


The other?...well, the entire gesture of blogging started to get a bit scary for me. I suppose I became dissuaded from what seemed like throwing my thoughts or intellectual property into the gallium wall that is the internet. This wall seems so mind-bogglingly big it couldn't possibly worry about or take notice of you...until you became food. So, there they are...my bits of thought slowly digesting for a thousand years suspended in a gallium bath available for scrutiny by all. Why does it bother me? Good freakin' question.
Maybe I didn't want to deal with the conflict. Antiprincess' blog(hey- I can still do it!)generates some of the foulest vitriol there is to be bottled. Granted, she's more than a hell of a person, but that just goes to prove the point. If one takes time to post thoughts past personal anecdotes they feel strongly about he or she will invariably start a shitstorm at some point. I guess I used to care. No longer.

I'm resuming bringing to the great nobody my unadulterated ideas about why things suck or do not suck(sometimes musically, sometimes culinary, and fuck the Colts). As I'm getting involved in playing live music again I feel it is time to get my nerve up. So there. Up, nerve...up.