Tuesday, February 15, 2005

Ah.... The title is the first line !!! ????

The title is perhaps the first line. I notice the last post has a title and it is the first line. Previous posts without a title have a first line, though... don't they? Maybe not. To the computer. Maybe the first line is blank. Maybe a carriage return is enough. Maybe the title is everything before the first carriage return.

So.. I'm posting again. What a furious spate of activity. Ah, well, I'm coming to grips with it all, you see. I have commenced my list of what I must/want to do and now I'm going to do it. I must write the list on paper. Even though it is 90% computer stuff. It is not all computer stuff. Only 90%. I also want to read certain things. I want to play musical instruments - I'm the world's worst instrumentalist (no joking) and that's mainly simply because of no practice, I like to believe. Why do I like to believe that? Obvious isn't it? Because the alternative gives no hope, it would mean I'm so without talent that even mucho practice couldn't make me btter. I don't believe that.

And the first step of 'coming to grips' is to do this. The blog. The first step has always traditionally been tending my email, but one then gets stuck in the email and never gets out. Now I might get stuck in the blog, which no one reads, and never get out. How is that better than being stuck in something that is, at least, interactive?

I dunno. Maybe it is not. But this is the way I'm going to go for a while. Maybe it's something to do with the intensely personal task that I'm on about - getting to grips with these simple 'doing things' issues in my life. The blog acts as a sort of 'centre' from which I can sally forth (I love cliches) and attack here, there, elsewhere.

Whereas email is one of the tasks, one of the places. To be bogged down there is to be immersed in the problem and not solving it. To be at home in my 'keep', my 'centre', my blog, is to not yet have sallied forth, not yet attacked. I'm girding the loins, mate, I'm getting ready for action.

I'm psyching myself up.