So why, why, does every and his kitten have to have a blog?
Can I write? Basically, no. I write like I speak. Which isn't writing, really, it's speaking with type. I've known people who can write paragraphs that take you from nothing to laughing and then crying in mere sentences. I am not one of those people. I am OK with this. My writing is herky-jerky like a spoken story. I'm OK with that, too.
But I am also comforted knowing that exactly four people will ever read this, ever.
Why do I have a blog, then? Well, because I wanted to talk in detail about stuff to do with my new company, largely, and the other half of the company feels that the company blog should be more customer-friendly, and customers are bored by pesky "details."
Here, I can write whatever the heck I want. I could even write "hell" if I were so inclined, but this is a family blog.
[I had another blog, once, many years ago before the word "blog" had been invented. It had a couple thousand readers at its heyday, but I can honestly say the person who wrote that blog isn't the same one who writes this one. If you liked that person, I'm certainly flattered, but I hope you'll understand that He Isn't Here Anymore.]