You may have noticed, I can usually find something to do when I have a keyboard and an hour to kill. I know that this writing thing will seem strange to some of my friends and yet to others, make perfect sense – I do love writing. Whether you are alarmed, pleased, afraid, or just amused, this is an opportunity to let everyone know that I have enjoyed words, writing, and creating most of my life, I just haven’t always expressed myself this formally.

It seems that the older I get, the more I enjoy rambling about literalogically. Don’t even try to look that word up; I totally just made it up. See, I love words.

If you have been one of my Facebook friends then you already know that I spent a good bit of energy this summer writing. The subject of my rants was a long-time corrupt elected official who poked at me long enough until I exploded with a series of investigative vignettes that exposed a long history of public corruption. It wasn’t fun, it wasn’t particularly valuable, but it was incredibly fulfilling.

Honestly, I don’t know how valuable it was because I truly believed he would get beat handily anyway. I just grew tired of him attacking my family for no reason. You know what I usually say about that…”when someone hates you for no reason, give the motherfucker a reason!”

Well, I did that pretty effectively and in the process I gained a couple hundred new Facebook friends. People I didn’t even know were enjoying the posts, patiently waiting for the next entry. Some were just curious and a few others were spy’s who were gathering intelligence on the opposition.

But regardless of people’s motivations, the whole process renewed a personal spark of enthusiasm for writing which had, in some ways, only surfaced when I needed to write technical papers, zoning ordinances, police reports, training manuals, business and bid proposals or professional letters.

The encouragement I received from the entire community was slightly intoxicating and I was admittedly becoming somewhat obsessive over my desire to keep people informed – maybe even entertained. It was immensely stressful because the guy was running to be my boss. Failure would mean losing a great job.

After the election was over and the tyrant was defeated, it left me somewhat deflated. I had become accustomed to being committed to a cause which was no more. Then, as if on cue, my son called me for a pep talk.

That conversation led me to writing down some inspirational ideas which were tailored to his journey and after posting it on my FB page, I realized that others were finding some nuggets of useful stoicism here and there as well.

Suddenly, people were asking me to start a blog. Personally, I know there are much better examples to follow than anything I could conjure up about myself. But, much like contemporary art, it’s not always the art itself that people find most interesting, sometimes it’s the colorful interpretations or how advice is framed.

That said, I have no idea what will come next. Will it be more inspirational ideas or will it be about the law, technology, firearms, local issues, politics, travel, humorous topics of the day, or just plain sarcasm? I have no idea.

But whatever it is, I hope that you will at least enjoy it enough to subscribe for more. It’s highly likely that the ensuing dialogue will provide far better and more entertaining insights than anything I could have ever written about. Plus, it’s worth every penny you’ll paying for it.