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I always blog in the first person. I never blog fiction. I blog backwards. I thought about blogging some fiction, but it just turned out to be me. I was thinking about it in the car last night when I was by myself driving to pick up Sam from music class. I had this old man doing this and that. It just turned out to be what I thought I might be like in the far future.

I wonder what blogging into the future will lead to. I mean looking back I could never have known I'd be here, now, in the state that I'm in. If I wrote a ficticious entry about myself in the future the only certain thing is I'd be way off base.

Since I started this blog my life has had just a teensy bit of churn. I started it when I went back to work after being off for 3 years to spend time with my family. Now my family is a fraction of what it was before. I think it would take a differential equasion to figure out exactly what that fraction would be.

I have no intentions of ending it or anything because I love it. I thought about starting a new one with a new title, but why? For all you know I also have a secret anonymous blog that I write *everything* to. Or not. Don't underestimate the power of lazy. I like backtalk.

It's like I'm writing just to you. I don't know which you you are, but based on my pitiful hit count you are likely related to me.

I just blog. iBlog