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.