I see I've got some posts there without a title - and some with. I've no idea why that is. There appears to be no place here to provide a title... maybe it comes later when I'm about to post....

Actually I'm only posting to demonstrate willingness. I'm trying to get to grips with my computer responsibilies, particularly the internet ones. I'm back in Australia, out of China, so many perplexing problems will go away, I think - I've learned that the Chinese government in 2003 at least was really making a determined effort to control all internet activities within China. I think they've bowed to the inevitable. I was reading (in New Scientist) that there's a few successful Chinese blogs working now.

I find - making a tentative first list - I've got 4 email addresses to police or service, however you want to put it, four internet banking sites and one securities site, my domain hosting site, the place I bought (rented?) the domains from, two blog sites, and two free web space sites. What's that? 15 sites I need to circulate through as a minimum on a regular basis. And that's my first, tentative list. There'll doubtless turn out to be much more.

And that doesn't begin to mention the place I don't need to go to but want to go to - the places of interest such as forums and download sites and new open source software sites.

And, of course, none of that applies to sheer random surfing.

And, of course, none of that applies directly to the non-internet computer work I should be doing.

I'm, I would suppose, very rich to have all this choice before me. And, I'd suppose, I certainly feel, I'm poor with my inability to make the best of it and manifest as a privileged, happily privileged, successfully privileged, human being.

Getting a bit lost in words there and not saying it clear: something about maybe I'd be better off without so much riches. Could make more of less, maybe. Like having too many books open at one time. Too many toys to play with. Maybe one has to exercise a kind of ruthless paring down, a weeding out of things until you get down to the flower you really want to cultivate. Hmmm... like a jack of all trades and master of none...