Joining the crowd
So this, then, is blogging.
Huh.
I'm not entirely sure how this is going to work-I set this bloody thing up so that I'd have somewhere to put some musings of mine I thought were funny, or insightful, or what have you where people could actually read them, rather than laboriously passing around whatever notebook I had had to hand when I felt to the urge to scribble. Now, instead of imposing on people, I can just say, "check out my blog," thus establishing myself as a cool, hip, new media sort of person.
Or so I might hope.
Anyway, I'm going to start with things I wrote in Toronto's airport, while waiting my my final flight home to Halifax.
I can feel the wind in my hair already.
Huh.
I'm not entirely sure how this is going to work-I set this bloody thing up so that I'd have somewhere to put some musings of mine I thought were funny, or insightful, or what have you where people could actually read them, rather than laboriously passing around whatever notebook I had had to hand when I felt to the urge to scribble. Now, instead of imposing on people, I can just say, "check out my blog," thus establishing myself as a cool, hip, new media sort of person.
Or so I might hope.
Anyway, I'm going to start with things I wrote in Toronto's airport, while waiting my my final flight home to Halifax.
I can feel the wind in my hair already.
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