Ok, well, on the flight to Miami, I took a notebook and made little jottings all the way. So, I have a few annoencements to make: this is loooking like my last trip to America, or at least Miami to see my grandmother; and I am going to start spreading the word about my blog. Why, you ask? Answer one: this tme around the flight was uncomfortable, immigration was hell and this place has no appeal to me anymore. Answer two: I was worried about people being subjects in my blog and being offended ang not liking me anymore, but I have decided to use pseudonyms and not care: Problem solved.



But I have been thinking quite a bit--I know its unhealthy, I know-- and it rally bothered me that this blog is really far from that grand thing that I dreamed it to be, full of really probing, intriguing writing. I'm serious; this is the tippest of the iceberg compared to what is going on in my mind. And so, I mulled. And scratched my head. And really, really tried hard to figure it out. And it came: I think when I have conversation. Conversation is the key; it draws out, it causes one to think first before speaking, it is the fertile bed from which seeds grow strong and tall. And this blog is a soliloquoy. STEUPS!!!!!!!

The result of all this thought: a name change and a goal change. I really like the way that this blog evolves.

I'm tired and I've read some other blogs an have mulled on the fact that those blogs were genuinely entertaining and fun while my embryonic one is droopy and not at all fun to read. Also, those blogs had much longer, informative, soul-exposing posts, while mine are.... you know! ALSO, those blogs had pics while my blog is devoid of visual stimulation. So let me mull. And be tired even though I have finally reached that stage in my life where I can close my eyes and nap at any time of day. Trust me, I have been honing this new-found skill.


Let's all take a moment to acknowledge the fact that I am using a vocabulary much more expansive than my usual since the starting of this blog: "embryonic!!!". "mull!!'", "visual stimulation", "devoid"!!!!
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Ignore that "b"; I was trying to turn off the italic and that's the result.
Now, what arises from the fact that I am using "big words" is this: are they too weighty?? Should i use them at all?? IS using them snooty?

more questions; I'm a little fed up


ps i'm going to florida tomorow with that fam.

Well, I left it open an haven't gotten anything written. Steups.

YESTERDAY I WAS AT PARIA!! A HIKE INTO THE FOREST!! BITE ME!
Yes, Paria was beautiful, a little overcast, but beautiful. A lot happened on that hike, but first let me fill you in on something: I have decided to leave this blog open all day so that at any given moment I can just type what comes to my head; I think this will increase productivity! (I thought of this all by myself and I'm quite proud!)
Well, right now I'm listening to Lily Allen. Great music, great genius.
Well, something popped up in the hike environment, about me being too bossy and being an annoying know-it-all. Bear in mind all I was doing was ensuring that everyone followed proper safety procedures: keeping hydrated, replenishing electrolytes etc. I will concede that I was using quite an assive, authoritative tone of voice; bite me. To give a little background, there were four of us boys all between 18-16; two non-hikers and two experinced hikers. I, one of the experienced one was ticking off the other experienced one with my nagging. Gawd. Anyway this is it; should I harass just to be safe, or allow to each their own? Even if you think (or "know") what the right thing is?

ARGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ok; I have no excuse, but then I have no one to answer to but myself. Which opens up a whole other messy can of beans. The only thing I can do is force myself to type, hoping that after a while juice will start flowing. Still waiting. Waiting. Waiting...

One thing I can think of, is that my father and i were talking about culture an attitude an how to change it. My view was that one should nudge people in the direction one wants them to go, poking, then watching for the reaction, always observing. Dad's view is that first you should draw awareness; show the people how their attitude or culture is not beneficial and that is adverselty affects those around them.


Reading that, I don't understand it. Sorry; I haven't put much thought into it at all.
I'm just tired.



One thing though: I think I want to turn this into a photo-blog and learn photography with a D-SLR camera.