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A nearly brand-spanking new start

This post announces my triumphant return to blogging. Huzzah.

(How many times have you seen one of these? Fortunately I avoid originality whenever I can. Too much work. Oh, I know; you missed me more than you would a year without Springtime. Fret no longer, dear reader, as blackberry winter has come upon us, metaphorically speaking. Feel free to pick the figurative pomegranates before the symbolic frost gets them. Seriously, here I am, back again. Same as I ever was. So thank you, David Byrne.)

An obvious question would be: where the hell did I go? There are a number of involved excuses I might provide to explain my overly long virtual nap, but to keep from getting ridiculously maudlin (and if there’s one thing I cannot allow myself to be, it’s ridiculously maudlin), let me express a much to the point reason which best defends my lack of blogging this past year: I really didn’t care to.

All right, I’ll expand further, though I won’t delve into particulars: those life adventures one comes across can be multiple and varied, and I found a desperate need to go seek involvement in a few slightly less technology-founded ones and away from all this, to some degree. Over the last ten years, except for a few months in 2001 when Netlessness was imposed upon me (damn phone companies!), I’ve been Interconnected almost every day, spending a good portion of my personal (and for a number of years, professional) life attached to this addictive world-wide network. That’s not to say I’ve come to despise it, but lots of one thing for an extended period can get to you. Even if you love it. It wasn’t so bad that I pulled the plug on the cable modem and boxed up the PC, I but did slink off from the more demanding and interactive activities found hereabouts. It was a helpful and healthy and meaningful slunk, believe you me. One which left me fully recharged and ready to get back into things.

Still, I am keeping a few extra AA batteries on hand, just in case.

So, I’ve returned. And perhaps not so unexpectedly I’m back with guff. But it’s a guff reborn, now an amalgam of guff and Blurried Musings, along with a few impurities gathered from my short subdomaining stint on Burningbird. Hey Shelley! Such an alchemical admixture sadly failed to go and magically form into gold on me, but then what ever has? In time it’ll no doubt coalesce and come to be seen as a single blog. Or I’ll just start over. You can do that, you know.

In any case, for now I’m not starting fresh, but with lots of baggage. I performed a good deal of organizing to pack the old things together, and I’ll explain the logic in more detail—once I’m sure there was a logic behind it. As for that vast 1_year+almost_30_days chasm sitting between the last post ported over to this new locale and the entry you now read, a truer number of days from my last blog activity back in 2003 fills a shorter (mere?) eleven months. Seven weeks or so just never made it to backups. They were fairly shitty weeks, anyway.

Yes, it’s nice to be back. And on szubNet, my own, wholly-held web site, to boot! Admittedly, that’s never lead to any good before…