Drove to Paducah,
I love a good haiku-ah,
And rhyming too-ah.

Ave and I had great conversation on the drive down here, I didn't realize how much she picks up on and all the little things she remembers from when she was small that I thought she didn't.  She's fun to hang out with and I'm going to really miss her this fall.
Al and his friends are weird and they eat constantly but they are great to have around, especially without having Midwestern boys constantly around anymore.  It's srange but nice to be a more normal family for a bit.

Digital Dust

There was a time, before facebook was big, when I would record my thoughts and images and poetry on this blog.  Now it feels like visiting an old school or a closed down factory that I used to work at.  It seems like a lifetime away.  There are great advantages to FB and Instagram but there is a big disadvantage too.  With a blog, you are writing for yourself, it’s your diary, your personal log.  Sure some people will look and comment and say “that’s nifty” or whatever but the purpose of a blog, for me, is for me. 

I look back at the old posts and it’s incredibly interesting to me…I doubt it’s possible to be as interesting to others.  Now I find myself missing that candid expression that blogging used to provide.  Facebook is too public.  I have 814 friends on Facebook and I don’t for a minute believe I actually know them all.  Some are old acquaintances that I never bothered to DE-FRIEND. 

I find myself feeling less and less free to express what I want on such a massively auto-broadcasted forum.  I speak a certain way to the kids that I’ve helped get through abusive childhoods, and a different way to the buddies that I went to college or high school with.  My tone and vocabulary is different if I’m speaking with my in-laws compared to an old co-worker. 

So I think I just might go ahead and blow some of the digital dust off of this outdated blog and see what I might have to say these days…to me.