"I bought a whiskey for the gypsyAnd she turned my leather back into skinJust a fleeting sense of that rare suspenseI once thought made the world go 'roundBut now there's no one to talk toWhen the lines go down"-James McMurtry, "Hurricane Party"So yeah, like everybody else, I'm trying to blog somewhere that's not Livejournal. Also, since this is standalone and not principally social networking, my hope is that it'll force me to write more often and more substantially.So if you don't know me, welcome, if you know me, welcome back. This'll be basically...
Fits and Starts...and then more fits.
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