Once upon a time ...

I have been thinking of blogging (again), for some time now, and I guess this is as good a time as any other. Facebook blurbs don't give me enough room to verbally stretch, while the less said about Twitter the better. For some reason, I never really bought into the concept that less is more, regardless of all attempts by my erstwhile adviser to convince me otherwise (but that is another story).

Any hew, I was tired of scrounging around on the floor of other people's houses (read commenting), and decided to get my own place (read posting).

If anyone should ask, why the anonymity? It is only because I want to reserve my right to be nasty, while escaping personal recriminations. Isn't that cowardly? Yup! No arguments there. But this is my blog, and if you don't like it, leave (it is nice to make the rules). Not that I anticipate being nasty to people anonymously, but there is much to be said about the option value of anonymity. Is this blog going to have a specific theme? Naw! Just a conduit that serves as a confluence of thoughts.

Enough of this blithering.

ME-ow!

Full disclosure: Just in case there is any ambiguity, this Tom cat's caterwauling days are technically over, think of him more as a domesticated family feline who has been declawed, than as a scent spewing wild cat out sowing his oats. Attribute any posts or comments contrary to the above mentioned notion to an alter ego.