I don’t write.
That doesn’t mean I can’t write, it’s just that I don’t. Even that isn’t completely true. I write little bits and pieces. In a hallmark cards sort of manner. Very short; usually for a specific purpose. Like a birthday card, or an advertisement. Something short and manageable. I don’t explore whether I can write or not.
Since I don’t write I haven’t really taken the time to see if I have anything to say. I have opinions, and an idea or two, but I don’t have an overriding philosophy that I want to impart to anyone. Or, at least I don’t think I do.
I like science, I consider myself a skeptic (I listen to skeptic podcasts and constantly send snopes links to anyone who forwards something dodgy.) I can talk about sex and depression and don’t have a high regard for religion. Any religion. Really, any religion – even those religions that claim they’re not really religions because they don’t talk a lot about god. But I appreciate wisdom. And intelligence and reason. And I like to have fun. I don’t think I’m particularly good at it, but I have my moments.
So this is my first post. This is the one, maybe the first of many, that I’m not going to tell anyone about.
I said I would give this a try, and here it is.
I wonder if I’ll have anything to say.
