"Because We Love ... Random Stuff"

I have a penchant for photography.

                          Okay, not really. It's more of a passion.

                                                  Make that "compulsion".

        And if a person takes enough pictures, 

              the odds are, they're gonna get some decent ones.

To-Do . . . Something Amazing!

Catching up on things one has been wanting to do but hasn't gotten around to doing is a good thing.  It improves positivity in several areas, but I'm not doing a magazine article on the virtues of pretty much anything.  For one thing, it's a blog.  Second, if I go down that Sock I won't ever get the intended post done, and that would be rather self-defeating in terms of proving my first point.  Therefore, I digress once again and simply say. . .

Some Great Title About Stochasticity and Socks

There's something amazing about the random. Stochasticity... haphazardness...

An Amazing Piece of Very Big Sky

Tell me where
       Where is it written
                    What is it I'm meant to be?
                                         That I can't dare . . .

A Clean SoCk for the "Disinclined"

Because my life is as random as my thought processes, you get a pragmatic entry today! ;)

Read at your own risk.

TED Hose For The Soul

I'm amazed at how many people (I, included at times) can't/won't let themselves even consider certain concepts that I think are very healthy for the improved circulation of the "soul".  There are many such concepts, but I've been musing over a few of the most basic, and how they've impacted my own life, as well as the lives of those around me.  So, from experience, I have learned sometimes all it takes is a bit of permission.  So. . . here you go.

A SoCk of a Darker Weave...

"For every breath that peals with laughter, there is a tear that gives its life in an almost holy sacrifice."

Don't Forget to Breathe...

You know, sometimes it amazes me just how often we fail to really appreciate the incredible beauty of the world around us.

The Ramble of the Butterflies

Lately I've developed a certain fondness for butterflies.  While one could argue that's perfect for me, as I'm so “flighty” and such, I would have to not only agree, but also expand on that (and likely use many, many words to do so.  In fact, I think I might use pictures this time, too!).  Because the more I think of butterflies as a metaphorical symbol, the deeper and more amazing they seem.

Time Traveling with the School of Hard Knocks

I talk to a lot of people, a lot, about a lot of stuff.  I've even talked to some people about the fact "a lot" is a concept, but "alot" isn't a word.  I smirked just now at my phone's word processor helping reiterate that by forcing me to go back and take the space out, but a lesson in grammar wasn't my intention here, so let's move on.

[Insert Witty Title About Lessons or Musing or Something Related Here]

Lessons I've learned so far from blogging:

(Not all of them, and not necessarily in order)

Gold * Star For My Forehead

Well, congratulations Dear, you've created this thing, posted something, and posted again, making it clear you're not just a "one-post wonder"!  You've even had a few people prove they read it by giving feedback that wasn't even on a graded pop quiz nor coaxed by promises of grand rewards like... um...

Ramblers Anonymous

Hello, and thank you for gathering here today.  I’d like to start by telling you a secret.  I am a rambling babbler.  Wow... I can’t believe how it feels to get that off my chest!

Hi World!

Okay, so no worries; no pressure at all.  It's just the first entry of your first blog.  A preview and introduction to the world that gives them a "first-sight" impression that likely will leave them with whatever opinion they will have about staying tuned.  Look at it this way: most likely nobody but a few friends will end up reading this thing anyway, if that, so it's not like you need to worry about what anybody will think, right?

What?  Why are you looking at me like that?  Doesn’t that make you feel better?  ^shrugs^