But so many people and friends came back with such special encouragement (always superlatives, always inspirational) that someday, I might just write a book (that goes to show how God, who BTW does exist, strikes celestial harmony). I have a couple of ideas, and the less bizarre one is about two talking animals moonlighting as everyday superheros with Lycra super costumes.
Something else beckons now. A more private space to chronicle the angular turn life has taken. My family is a couple of crazy canines, a laugh-out loud enabler husband and a little imp of a daughter. I want to write about that. I also want to write unfettered thoughts, the expression of which becomes constrained when I know opinions lurk somewhere, and rightly so, since I asked for them. Its a tough and responsible thing to do. And I just want to be an unleashed little puppy in the garbage dump for now.
In that space, I want to be quirky when I want to be. Obnoxiously opinionated when I have to be. Judgmental, irate, irreverent,surly, grumpy, hyper sensitive and hence, hyperventilating when I can be. Partisan, boorish, redneck, rightist, phobic. And then breezy and funny and existentially happy all over again. And liberal. And grammatically and semantically and politically incorrect.
This blog is a milestone I am digging in. On that highway I think I wrote of in here. Its not the end of an era (just shifting real estate, and going all Greta Garbo on it).
I know a few people still stop by and look for a new thought. I am going to email you some of the less irreverent writing I do. Will you let me know you are interested? And thank you, and you, and you. That pretty much individually and statistically all the readership I got. :-)
Bye for now. Shifted to my private equity.