Starting Block

Its taken this long, reading these blogs, all kinds, ones that I hate, blogs that make me think, blogs that make me...... not want to think, verbal scatology, cerebral diarrhia,

Ooooofh !!! 

It took a bit. The tip of a Bottle, to get my soporific ramblings down on paper. I am going to keep this Blog strictly for when I am sufficiantly enibriated. and will try not to edit it the next morning.

I think I need this.................!

Anyways, I think I was plaigerising Paul Theroux for a moment in my first few lines. Cant help it, just finished reading 'The Patagonian Express', its just so fresh in my head...

hmm.. this Aquavit stuff is pretty decent....  Thank you !!! Scandanavians for your funky tipple, and for all the useless shit I end up buying at Ikea. What the fuck am I going to do with this ....hmmmmmm...  I have no idea what this is..  its called Sklarr, SKLARR with the funny dots the Ikeans have on the letters. Who calls this shit SKLARR..... 

Vikings naming household utensils, thats why you end up with Sklarr.

I digress

It has taken a long time for me to google "blog:, sign my name, create a creation, and get on with it. I dont know what finally convinced me. A loved sibling has been hitting the keyboard spilling her thoughts for a while on the blog world and thoroughly entertaining me. I have been surfing (connotations of pure envy) the blogworld thinking I need to do the do. 

I think it finally took me an hour of reading a blog from someone I dont even know. A distant being, connected with banalities even more obscure. Yet it left me thinking, pondering, wondering, what the fuck am I not writing for?

So here it goes...   Thoughts making their rightfull procession towards words.