doesn't "blog" sound like something that you would drink that would give you a terrible hangover? well, i started this thing for the same reason people allegedly climb mount everest - because it was there. yes, anson, my dearest friend on the planet, saw fit to add yet another piece of functionality to his virtual universe, and so here we are. it really is going to be problematic, in that since this blog is "mine", i'll of course feel free to just be myself and distractedly ramble on and on and on, like that song that never ends, it just goes on and on my friends...

well, i'm waiting for tj to join the world of consciousness so we can go out exploring. can't decide where to go, since there's allegedly going to be wind above my comfort level and there's also more cubic feet per second of water some places than i want to deal with. hmm, i'm already boring myself, and the blog's not even two paragraphs old. course my idea of paragraphing is to fuse run-on sentences together until the only people who can understand me are those who can also memorize the phone book.

hmm - i actually hear noise - i think tj is up! everywhere we go, i always try to make sure that i can rescue him if needed, but then i always wonder who's going to rescue me.

i love fossils. i think it's very mean somehow that i am through the various factors that end up dropping us all in a given spot prevented from being amongst the wondermous fossil localities within 5 hours or so from where i reside. don't count on me winning the fossil-of-the-month contest with alarming regularity.

so anyway - gotta go figure out what to suggest to the world's most fossily teen.

p.s. - if you read down to this point, then you have issues, so don't be blaming me for your self indulgence in blog posts that are the rough equivalent of watching paint peel from walls.