Circulating Journal

I'm making a blog for the Circulating Journal. Bookmark it and follow it's progress.

Circulating Journal... again

See my entry from Monday about the Circulating Journal. I changed my mind. This might work better.

Relative Notes

Uncle M has been moved to a skilled nursing facility. It is within walking distance of my place. He thinks he will only be there for 3 or 4 days. We will see... I haven't seen him walk yet.

Differential

== BlogFodder ==

Ways your weblog is different.

1. I am here, there and everywhere with no stated purpose
2. You never know what to expect
3. All the cat pictures are my cats
4. I have the link to Baby J, the most perfect grandson
5. I don't think I am always self-centered
6. I probably say conflicting things at different times
7. I use consistently bad grammar on purpose (it is my blog)
8. I probably have fewer readers than you do
9. I don't search for and post links everyday
10. I don't make political statements
11. I never once mentioned the war
12. Most bloggers seem to be younger than I but older than Baby J

Circulating Journal

On 7/7 I wrote: I am so disappointed. I got the latest issue of Personal Journaling and there was an article about the 1000 Journal Project. I checked out the website and found that they no longer accept new contributors. Some people have been on their waiting list for months. If I can't join them I thought maybe I could just start my own Circulating Journal.

7/8 UPDATE: I changed my mind. I don't want to do this in a blog. I want to start a journal for webloggers and circulate it in the mail hoping that it will come back to me someday. Thought maybe I could buy a journal, send it to a weblogger who might be interested - any ideas? Anyone want to be the first recipient? If so, let me know, and I'll send it to the first person who responds. You can then forward it to another weblogger, and so on. Let's see what happens!

Writing and Mutterings

Last day of a four day weekend. Where did the time go? Well yesterday I spent most of the day catching up on Email, Red Hat Event planning, and checking out this website about Linda Joy Myers. She has a lot of great information. Since I live in the bay area, I have a call in to her to join one of her classes. I need some inspiration to get back into writing more than just this weblog.

1. Fashion show:: models
   
2. Boundaries:: limits
   
3. Roadkill:: possum
   
4. Narcissistic:: stuckup
   
5. Authority:: figure
   
6. Martini:: olive
   
7. Personality:: plus
   
8. Comfortable:: cozy
   
9. Symptom:: disease
   
10. Dating:: no more
    

There is absolutely nothing worthwhile to watch on TV tonight. I just finished reading "Dive from Clausen's Pier" and am not ready to start another book just yet. So of course I took this opportunity to check out a few blogs.

Susan had some interesting links today.

I checked out the ten worse cars of the millenium. As I checked through the pages I was feeling pretty good that I never owned any of these cars. Then I found the one in 3rd place. I'll admit it. I owned one of those. Even worse than that... I bought a second one. And I did get rearended and didn't blow up. Just call me stupid... putt putt putt. But wait, I got even stupider and bought a used Jag... can you say "$$$$$pit"? I've learned me lesson. I now drive a Saturn (my 2nd one). It's economical, good on gas, and gets me where I am going.

Now about being a middle child. I think this suits my brother better than me. We are both the middle ones.

Fireworks

We took Baby J to see the Fireworks last night. A grand time was had by all.

Happy 4th

May your 4th of July be filled with the pleasures of indepence day whether it be hot dogs, hamburgers, picnics, baseball, or fireworks, etc. I'm off to the city to see fireworks on the bay and spend the night at Fisherman's Wharf.

I had a good excuse not to make my bed this morning:

Liar Liar Pants on Fire

Hey You. Yes You. You who has lied to me. If you read this web log you need to know that I have had enough. Friends don’t lie to friends. I can tolerate this no more.

Yes, you did lie. You looked me straight in the eye and lied. Not just once. You told me so many lies I couldn’t even begin to fit them all in a warehouse full of fortune cookies.

I confronted you last night and you sat there and flat out lied again. The evidence was there, sitting in your truck next to you. How could you be so blatant?

I tried to value your friendship. I tried to overlook the little white lies. But they got bigger. Big enough to boomerang through my life one too many times. I can’t trust you anymore. You have exceeded my boundaries for tolerance.

So there. I have written it. I have published it. You know who you are. You need help and I hope you get it.

Okay, enough ranting. You get the picture. I’m off to make amends to those I may have hurt as a consequence of your lies.