I don’t know what I want. Face book just doesn’t quiet make it. Somehow bloging puts to much of an obligation on me. I don’t know it’s just me. I do know that being white milk-white bread-non controversial is about to drive me nuts.
Face book is at it’s best for keeping in touch with family and friends (and I will use it for that) but for the exchange of ideas or thought or discourse of beliefs-well no luck there.
If you will let me back here I promise to be the grumpy of old-a pissey old fart who cares.
what you think.