So - my first posting. I have spent the last few hours just creating the layout, choosing the colors, the fonts to use. You know, getting those....settings.....just right!

And here it is.

I asked myself, "What are you going to use this blog for?". I have a journal that I write in everyday. Oh do not worry, it is electronic and saved in a very special place. No one can find it. But I thought, "There are quiet a few things that happen on a daily basis that might be interesting to some Internet surfers." Thought I would give you something to read from time to time. If you find my words interesting, you will continue to visit. If you do not, I am sure the comments will advise me accordingly.

Now, just how personal should I make this blog. Should I keep it simple, mindless of any true sense of thought. Combine a television sit-com theme with words that have no greater value than two syllables. Or should this be a riveting tale of mystery and suspense.....(cough) in other words, total fiction.(laugh)

No, why not just make it a history of my everyday life. Excluding some of the more sensitive activities, you know the ones I am speaking of, the ones that could find me between a rock and a lawsuit. Or better yet, a rock and a gun.(smirk)

Why of course, seems simple enough does it not? I will begin with today. Now if only something more interesting had happened today.

Ahh, but something did happen. I got up this morning to realize again, as I had for the past week, that I have no where to go. It was 6:30 a.m. and my eyes were wide open. Of course not having anywhere to be at that time of morning on a Sunday is not necessarily a bad thing. However, to have had this realization for the past week means that I have repeated this schedule for the last Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday as well. Would not a 'normal' person have somewhere to go on those days of the week.

What do you think? I am rich beyond measure and just lazy to boot? Or am I typing this information on the computer at the library, since I live under a bridge - homeless? Hey, I know, I am a mentally-ill, psychopathic mad-man who has been locked up for life and now I am taking computer courses to rehabilitate myself.

Well those are wrong on all counts. I am one of the latest victims of our government's decisive way of correcting years of inept decision making. I, my new friend, am unemployed!

This should be a very interesting way to record my more, (clearing throat), clever new adventures.

And here I have totally forgotten my manners, please, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Trimaze (Try-maze). A pleasure to meet you.

Let's talk again soon, shall we.