Traditionally, one always starts a blog...

2003/05/22

Categories: Personal

Traditionally, one always starts a blog by pointing to another blog. (If this isn’t a tradition already, it should be.)

Here’s my favorite: Real Live Preacher. This guy is awesome; his stories are consistently interesting. You can tell the guy could make a living telling people what he thinks, at least mostly.

So, here we have it. Another blog. You may find yourself wondering why I’m doing this. Me too. I think it sort of started with the idea that I needed some way of generating more traffic for my site, because I have a naive hope that I can become ludicrously wealthy by selling bumper stickers through CafePress. But, on the other hand, I do a lot of writing these days, and it’s strangely soothing, after putting in a few hours struggling to find the words I’m looking for, to sit down and struggle to find some words. It doesn’t sound like it makes any sense, but it works that way, at least for me.

What’s this blog “about”, you wonder? I don’t know yet. I tend to rant about all sorts of things. Religion. Web design. Spam. What I’m doing today, and why I’ve interrupted it to write a blog entry that no one will ever read. :)

Comments [archived]


From: Preacher
Date: 2003-05-23 20:04:00 -0500

Welcome to blogging! I’ve appreciated your comments at my blog, and I look forward to seeing what you’ve got to say.


Peace,


From: A Friend
Date: 2015-05-07 21:51:26 -0500

Hey Peter,

I read your blog. Well, more specifically I have read two articles. I actually was just going through my hard drive and happened to find the post you made titled “Here and now, you are alive”. I saved it two years ago, only to forget completely that it existed and stumble upon it today. I think it was incredibly profound, and perfectly articulated. I just want you to know that there is someone out there that does appreciate your writing (although I have not read 99.99% of it). I hope you have a good life, and keep writing if it makes you happy.

Sincerely,

A Friend