21st Century Pledge

I PLEDGE RESISTANCE TO THE FRAUD
OF THE UNITED STATES, INCORPORATED
AND TO THE REPRESSION ON WHICH IT STANDS
ONE GOVERNMENT, UNDER GREED, ILLEGITIMATE
WITH MILITARY INJUSTICE ... FOR OIL

One Month Later

I thought I would like writing here where nobody knows me, except James. I followed him over here. But not writing here for one month is symptomatic of my need for validation. I don't get notes here, or comments or any sort of feedback. Is that why I write online? I want perfect strangers to send me random words attached to my ramblings?

Time for some reevaluation here.

I did discover a new photo hosting place with flickr. True, their URLs are much shorter than snapfish and I have been slightly pied off with them lately for their outright snubs of Mac users.

I'm getting a PowerBook one of these days. It's being gifted. The same person who gifted me with this here iMac Dalamatian.

I'm also in a horrid rut and I'm having a hard time getting out from its deepening maw. I know it's all mental, and like mind over matter. If you don't mind, it don't matter. But I do mind, gosh darn it all to heck.

Every picture tells a story, don't it?