Back in my old life (say, pre-2000) I used to physically move house every three years or so, pack up my stuff in boxes and mail out a pack of those change-of-address cards. Nowadays no one sends snail mail. I don't have enough stuff to really need many boxes. I realize my physical body has lived at its current location since 1998. I love it here 93% of the time. But cyberlife has changed. I feel stale and itchy and stuck when I try and write new things on the old page. New career path, new meds, new dentist, new computer, more focused life, less stuff, less dead ends, new friends ...... the world has turned and the old neighborhood just doesn't feel homelike anymore.
Nowdays, since my mind lives on line, it's logical to move not my body, but the idea output outlet. Makes sense to me, anyway. Like apartment carpet, some of those the old entries were getting past-pull date embarrassing, matted and dirty, things I just didn't care to have flapping out on the line anymore. The best juicy stuff will be in the book anyway. All names and shoe sizes and dog breeds will be changed to protect the guilty.
So Mom and the other 36 people who read this: I've moved my soapbox to http://meowblah3.blogspot.com/
Expect new flavors, colors, shapes and topics. Less cranky, more constructive. That's the aim, anyhow.
Adjust your bookmarks accordingly.
See Ya!
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