Sunday, January 3, 2010

This blog's for me.

It's only been a couple of days since I created this blog and I can already tell you it fits me like a comfortable slipper.  I didn't realize that I didn't have a blog just for my own miscellaneous ramblings.  Of those 34 or more blogs I mentioned the other day--this is really the only one that doesn't have a truly specific and focused purpose.  It's great to be able to write whatever I want about anything under the sun.  Heck, I should have been doing this a long time ago.  I think the last time I did this sort of recreational writing was back in earl 2001 when we were in Rocky Point, Mexico.  Blogs weren't very well established back then and the word "blog" wasn't a household word like it is today.  I woke up in the middle of the night in a poptop camper on the beach and wrote on Notepad on an old Windows 3.1 machine and saved to a floppy disk.  Then, we'd go into town and rent a computer for 20 pesos an hour.  I'd transfer the ASCII files to the WIN95 machine and then upload to a website, painstakingly creating a new web page for each entry.  It was terribly complex and time consuming.  People really enjoyed reading my stuff and I still get comments about that writing.

I enjoy writing aimlessly.  I enjoy writing stuff that's focused, too, of course.  But writing about nothing in particular is a fat lot of fun.  It's like taking a mental hike through some pleasant landscapes.  I can go off trail any time I want without the Trail Police giving me a ticket.  Be forewarned that this blog actually DOES have some slim purpose.  As noted in the original post, we're going to attempt to use it to help make some big lifestyle transitions this year.  However, in the meantime, I am having fun letting the fingers roam at will hither and yon across this QWERTY keyboard.

Susun asked me the other day why it's called a QWERTY keyboard.  Well, look at the first six letters on the left side of the top row.  It dates clear back to 1874 and you can read the Wiki about it by clicking here.

I never took a typing lesson so I generally use only 4-6 fingers at any given time, usually four.  Perhaps that explains the plethora of typos.  I don't much care about typos.  I know typos drive some people to the edge of insanity.  Back in the 1970's, I actually had newspaper readers come to my office and yell and scream at me about my typos.  It rolled harmlessly off my back.  Back then, typos where a Big Mortal Sin.  Now, they are merely annoying and as our illiterate younger generation comes of age, typos are much more accepted.  Heck, look at the texting lingo.  It's all one great big typo!  Who cares any more?  Certainly not me.

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