I am human, and as such not very efficient at multitasking. But my computer and this website jolly well ought to be, and so I will use them to try to accomplish several goals:
- Idea Storage. Thoughts and philosophies have entered my head in frightening numbers over the years of my life, and the rattling around sometimes seems to drown out even my tinnitus. So, in the spirit of “cleaning out the attic,” I plan to siphon out many of these notions (both “great” and “fool”) into written form, so that I can get them out of my head and make room for more. I may be a prisoner of my own mind, but that doesn’t mean I can’t air it out now and again.
- An Adventure in Time and Space. I’m not above making a Doctor Who (or Star Trek or Firesign Theatre) allusion, and the reader is better off learning that now. But what I’m saying here is that while my physical travels are limited (there’s that word again) by my budget and my lifespan, the opportunity for my words, visions, and other neural sparks that distinguish me from the next Guy can transcend human boundaries, continuing until the world is finally engulfed by solar expansion. Life, art, and even electronic data are ephemeral.
- Accursed Questions. My Slavic roots, combined with the slings and arrows of a life spent mostly in Oklahoma and Arizona, impel me to examine my life’s journey with a dark eye to meaning, substance, and travel conditions. I’ll explore things that I don’t understand, concoct theories about things that I might, and perhaps draw conclusions that don’t directly follow. You might care, you might even identify. but there’s also a good chance that you don’t really want to venture that far into my psyche. And when I say that far, I mean, damn. As a public service, I’ll endeavor to corral those posts into the category of “Self-Absorption.” Be warned: audience members in the front rows can still get splashed.
- Writing Practice. To be fair, I never ask others to post video of their workout warmups, and so I claim no right to subject my readers to my own exercises in sharpening my craft. But I think of it as hearing the orchestra tune up before the performance; it’s necessary, and not always unpleasant. Work in progress (which is Life in general, see Caveat) can hold a certain interest to others, and anything I post will have the tacit request for feedback.
- Soapbox. Yes, that’s a pretty much meaningless figure of speech in the 21st Century. But hey–I’m the one setting up shop here, you’re the visitor, and you know where the door is. My opinions as I express them here are mine alone; if you borrow one, please be sure my name is scratched on it somewhere. Thank you!
