a tree in the forest, of sorts

well, since no one is reading this, it sure makes it easy to post. to be totally honest with you [that would be "with me" or "with myself" since i'm the only one here], i had forgotten about this here blog. i mean, TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT IT; i went looking for how to post something to my bob dylan blog & found this other thing sitting underneath it. i wondered "what the hell is this?" & clicked on "view this blog" & found the previous post. whew. even though, really, it still makes NO sense to me -- i have absolutely no idea what it was that i was writing about, or supposed to write about, or what i was trying to address, or really anything about what in the world was going on in the first place.

& yet, of course, i must must have some sort of idea what i wanted to do: i've been thinking/planning/plotting one of these here blogs for YEARS now. & when i was just sitting around thinking -- okay, i was sitting in the bath trying to read "against the day" by thomas pynchon, but you know what i mean -- sitting around thinking about getting back into writing, wondering what i could come up with to talk about, & i came back into my room & thought "well, i COULD put something on the old dylan blog, check & see if anyone's checking to see," & then i found that i had this here blog going, which is a "non-dedicated blog", subject-matter wise. . . & now? here we are. well, at least i'm here!

so let this be a warning to ya, folks: i might just have to start posting stuff on here. right now? well, it's late, i've been at work all day, i have to work tomorrow, & it seems i had just a little bit too much to drink, which, coupled with having a LOT too little to eat, has caused me to feel a tad nauseous, & more like reading than writing. so, like i was TRYING to say, before i so RUDELY interrupted myself, right now?

right now i gotta go lay down. but i have some plans for this here blog, don't you (& i'm speaking to myself, here) worry. not a bit. it'll all turn out. . . okay.

i think this might just be my "secret blog", the one where i get to say what i want, not tell anyone i'm saying it, & one day my child will be able to come on here & learn things about me that i typed up -- things i wrote while ASSUMING that no-one would ever see it, but KNOWING that they might be able to, if they are/were diligent enough to find it in the middle of nowhere.

ha! middle of nowhere. it's a nice place -- surrounded by the entire internet.

sleep tight, self. i know i will.