Why?
I always thought blogs were for egomaniacs, for attention whores and exhibitionists... And here I go...
But lately I've been more and more overwhelmed with the Web; the twenty minutes it took me to surf and read through my favorite sites became an hour and then suddenly all day - The list of things I wanted to keep track of and learn more about became longer and longer. I am not a natural techie, and for awhile I was intrigued by the idea of RSS, but I didn't get it beyond the fact that it meant my news would come to me. I still don't get it, but I am more convinced that I have to do something drastic to start organizing myself better. I get from the blogger help how to send mine OUT, but how do I get stuff to come home? (I am not a natural organizer either, in spite of my chosen career...) So I am hoping that this will be more of an organizer for me than the quasi-journalism and brag books that many blogs seem to be. This will be my kinda homebase.
"Two Straight Lines" means a lot of things to me. Mostly it is from one of my earliest reading (learning) memories: My dad used to read to me and I memorized (read?) this part: "In a small house in Paris, all covered in vines, lived twelve little girls in two straight lines. In two straight lines they...." (and they did a whole lot of stuff, brushing their teeth, washing their faces, etc. They were ORGANIZED!) And reading and learning are why I get up every day. Oh, and to let the dogs out and to make Kathryn's lunch, that's another good reason or two to get up.

2 Comments:
THIS is is why AMOO2CH rocks my socks.
And yes, there is that meaning of 2 straight lines... I just hadn;t gotten there yet. But I will damn it, I will. I cannot have your kid being too much older than mine....
ps, anyone is singular, so technically, it should be "anyone who chooses to express herself/himself" but I am just so delighted to have a visitor, I will not police the grammar thereof. peace out.
Two parallel straight lines meet at infinity, if that's any help :-)
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