a $150 red t-shirt, a movie and a french silk pie blizzard…
One of my favorite bloggers (I have more than one, so don’t get all huffy), found time to blog. Tim Man writes:
I am blogging. (I think I can, I think I can.) Yes, I’m really blogging. Words are actually outside of my head and visible to the naked eye. (I’m still writing, still writing.) Making an entry in my blog after such a long absence is a little like the first time—that very first entry. (Am I really doing this, exposing my thoughts to strangers, or worse yet my wife?)
What will she think? What will she say? What will she do?
She mentioned this morning that she again made her faithful entry into that huge stockpile of Swansmith words. She wrote about last night. At least that’s what she tells me. I take it on faith, since I figured it best not to be distracted by reading anything.
For today, I myself blog. (So far, so good.) The fingers are not yet cramping up. The heart is not racing. The eyes are properly focused. My butt is at rest. Read the rest for the parts about the red shirt, the movie and the blizzard…
Huffy? Moi? Never!
I must say, though, that I certainly do understand the sentiment wrt worrying about putting thoughts out there that the wife might see. Fortunately(?), my lovely young bride has shown no interest whatsoever in reading my various bleatings…
Glen,
What you don’t realize is that his wife, Suzie, has two blogs and is an accomplished writer/journalist of sorts. When he doesn’t post to his blog for a while, she’ll get in there and make some posts. Funny!