The Indecisive Second Blog Post

            While the title is marginally self-descriptive in its own right, due to the ambiguity of its nature it will probably require a little background.  I’m under a bit of creative strain right now.  That is, I’m not sure what to post about next for my blog.  Call it writer’s block, call it lack of motivation (or inspiration, which sounds less lazy, but is equally troublesome), however my creative candle burns on both ends faster than a brush fire in Africa.  And while my ideas start off green and lush, by the time I’m done with them they seem like ash between my fingers. 

            You see, my blog is meant to serve as a hub for keeping my own thoughts written down.  I’m not particularly out to please anybody (though it is an enormous bonus to know that I have), for this webpage is a kind of window into my soul.  I hear the eyes are supposed to serve that purpose, but since you can’t see mine through a computer screen, I thought I’d save everyone the trip to my house and post my musings on the World Wide Web for all to see.

            But you can’t see until I post, and I can’t seem to post.  Strangely enough, it’s not that I can’t write; it’s that I don’t know what to put up.  I have about seven complete blog posts written up already.  That’s right.  Seven documents filled with transcribed cogitations whose luminescent glow envelops my computer screen every time I open their files.  I think its God trying to tell me something. 

Brennan.  Post something.  Write.  For the love of Me, just write already.

Also, stop confusing your brightness settings with my holy, luminescent glow.

            Most of my blogs, contrary to what I initially envisioned them to be, are rather reflective.  Rather than jump up on stage like a stand-up comedian, I’ve taken the nice, quite seat in the back corner of the room with a pencil, pen, and some hot cocoa.  There I ponder and scribble down little thoughts and musings that, while cathartic to me, might not mean anything to you.  That’s where I run into to trouble.  To share or not to share?  Do you really want to know?

            I also don’t know what to post yet because whatever I post begins to set a precedent for this blog.  As of now, it’s got two purposes: Insight and Humor.  But whenever I, the author and self-proclaimed virtual God of this fractional component of internet subspace, do not fully understand what this “Insight and humor” will pertain or encompass, what is to become?  When God doesn’t understand how the universe works, who does?

            I guess, in a sense, even though I’ve chosen to take the quiet corner seat in the back, life has stealthily grasped me in a vice grip and thrown me up on stage.  The stand-up was procuring rotten fruit, so for some reason I get to be the stand-in.  I don’t always feel like my thoughts are worth being read, but even if you find they aren’t, you can always choose to walk away; to like them or leave them.

            So from now on, while I can’t promise that this blog will be the fun-bag of entertainment that was the focus of my initial design, I can at least say that step by step I’ll start to construct this blog into something worth reading.  That’s why this blog exists; because it’s something worth reading.  If it’s not that, I guess it’s just a waste of space.  Nothing good ever came of yelling into a vacuum.

            P.S. The next blog post will be up quite soon.

Welcome To My Stage

Hi.

Welcome to my comfy abode.  The furniture isn’t fancy, and the wallpaper is a little bit 60’s, but here in the residence of my own blog is a place I call my e-home.  It’s the counterpart to my physical dwelling; the outlet to the inner sanctum of my mental establishment.  Here is where I give you my outlook on life’s quirks and purposes and here is where you’ll be able read what I have to say about them.

If you’ve followed me in any other medium (On Facebook or in public, the latter hopefully identifying more with the friendly nature of a good walk rather than the sinister tendencies of an obsessive stalker), you’re probably familiar with at least some of the things I have to say.  I like flowers, puppies, long walks on the beaches, and exploring the social, cultural, and spiritual aspects of the complex world that we live in and the people who inhabit it.

When I’m not philosophically pondering the greater questions of life or providing sage advice on difficult social and moral conditions, I’m generally poking fun at stuff.  Wait, reverse that.  I’m poking fun at stuff.  A lot.   But my wish is that I’ll still occasionally have something smart to say, and that perhaps more than occasionally you’ll lend me an ear to listen.

If you take anything away from this blog it’s hopefully:  A) Insight into a new facet of life you hadn’t pondered before or B) A beaming smile.  Maybe because I said something silly, which I like to do.  Or maybe because I said something stupid, which I do not much like to do. Hopefully you’ll be laughing with me and not at me, but if the latter arises before the former, I grant you full permission to open your lips and release a jovial hoot of amusement at the expense of my pride and dignity.  It’s fine. Like food poisoning, I’ll get over it. Eventually.

Thus, I hope that through this collection of organized writings, including the serious and the not-so-serious, you’ll come to find an appreciation for something greater than what you intended.  A seed that’s been planted, water for one that was already there, or maybe just a smile that wasn’t present before.  Whatever it is, I hope it keeps you coming back for more.  Because I like attention.  But more importantly, I want you to think. I want you to laugh.  I want you to cry.  I want you to smile.  It you’ve done that, then I guess it means somewhere I did my job right.

Though the contents of my posts will be mixed with stories and laced with occasional sarcasm, I also want to challenge you intellectually.  Don’t worry - I’m not saddling up on my high horse here.  But this location is just as equally a place for me to pour out my spirit as it is for me to amuse you.  This will be a place of opinion.  This will be a place for ideas and thoughts.  Be forewarned – if you are one of the 95% of people who would rather die than think, this probably isn’t the place for you.

So here’s to the first entry in what will hopefully be a long-running journey through the crevices of my mind.  It might get a little scary, and it will almost definitely get a little weird.  But stick around for the voyage, and maybe we’ll find something worth exploring in the end. 

Congratulations and Christian side-hugs all around (don't get too comfy, we've only just met)

~Grey