First Turtle off the Starting line

If this is anything like me trying to keep a journal, this will be a short lived experiment.  I must have started a journal a dozen times in my days and none of them took.  I tried the pen(cil) and paper route a number of times, and then trying to type a journal on the computer, which was probably more an homage to Doogie Howser than anything else.  All failed to be anything other than the snaps and pops one would hear before a song began when listening to an old school vinyl record.   It would probably be interesting to compile all those fits and starts and figure out what was happening that made me want to start marking my days.  But history has proven that this is a thing I have never been able to sustain.

So, why even start?  Well, there are a couple of drivers that have made me want to have a place to write. The biggest one is that Suzanne wanted to write and post some of her thoughts and I had suggested this method because she is a writer, and her writing deserves a forum and an audience.  Given that I know nothing about blogging I signed up so that I could help her with some of the technical aspects.  So, we will blog in parallel and see where this goes.

Secondly, I suppose I have decided that there are things stuck up in my brain that I would like to get out into the open, not unlike the stinky trash.  These thoughts are best out here rather than rattling around my skull for too long.  There are bits of creative writing I would like to try (eek), there are times I just want to jot down a phrase or a keyword that connects to something I have been envisioning.  There are rants that must just be exorcised an thus there is this.  Cryptic Diptych.  Maybe if I bury enough junk here and it sits for long enough, something useful may emerge from the muck.  Think of it as what the oilfields once were before the oil was there, except hopefully I am not going to eventually cause global warming or anything of the sort.  So … here it goes.  I hope you can enjoy.

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