I have planned this for a long time.
Every time I get all cranked up to start a blog something happens. I get sick. Or maybe I just don’t feel well. That’s enough to turn me away. Any excuse is enough to turn me away.
Or I think ‘Why do I want to do this? I have too much to do. Movies to watch. Things like that. I don’t need this to eat up my time. Besides, I have a full time job. Maybe when I retire.’
Or the words to that Paul Simon song come along. “The Devil would call my name. Saying who do, who do you thing you’re fooling?” Hubris, that’s what it is. Pride. It comes before a fall. (Anybody who would use the word ‘hubris’ is already pretty well eat up with it.)
But never the less here I am. I feel like tossing the words over my shoulder, “Ok. Ok. I’m writing. Quit poking me with that stick.” to God or His angel or whoever it is that won’t leave me alone.
Maybe the secret to this is to not take it too seriously. Just ramble. I don’t know. Anyway I’m going to throw some stuff out here in the next week or so that has a strong Christmas connection. It seems to be the topic I land on most often.
Lets’ see where it goes.