Getting the Rust Out

Here we go! It's been a while, so I forced to myself to find something to write about. I found it when I least expected. So here goes, the first thing I've written in ages. Forgive me while I'm getting back in the swing of things.

Reading a friends blog the other day and he poses the question of why people read blogs. I gave it a little pondering. For me although I was surrounded with a group of friends I loved, I'm certain there are some things that were never talked about. Things no one ever said, subject that were never breached.
All the cats I like to hang around with were really only into a handful of things, at least as far as everyone else could see. I should say that there were only a few things that everyone talked about together. Mostly music and partying. Every last one of them had exquisite taste in the music they listed to, but would never branch out past playing metal. That's the crux though, I think our group as a whole never really got past the surface. I'm almost positive that none of them, save for Jacob, ever knew that I was in a band, or my insatiable need to continuously fill my brain with less than mainstream knowledge. I'm way off on a tangent now.
What I mean to say is, in the carbon realm we can find ourselves completely void of cerebral stimulation, even among our closest friends. In the land of the blogger, you can find something that is of interest to you. Sure there is tons of shyte to wade through. And I'm sure that most people think both this and "Displaced Californian" are crap, and I'm okay with that. The point is we are all free to choose which of these things we find compelling, or funny, or interesting, or freeing from our own mundane lives. And as writers, the anonymity that the interweb gives us, allows us to talk about things we would have shied away from bringing to the table at the last barbecue/party/whatever you and your pals do. Maybe you thought they'd find your collection of Starwars costumes a bit excessive. Maybe I"m into sure about reactions to my obsession with astral projection. Who knows? It matters not, because here you are free to read my brain wanderings, or move on to something that better suits you. Happy travels friend.