Yes, I really mean it.

I realize that some may find the name of my blog to be a misrepresentation should they actually find blog entries beneath it, in that interest I would like to briefly explore the purpose of a seemingly contrary label and its meaning for me.

There is no shortage of Opinions on the internet, in truth one can find a plethora of resolute assertions on any number of subjects. I, however, often feel myself to be without opinions, though that as well is not entirely true. I am chock full of leanings and assumptions, impressions and 'feelings' about one subject or another, but in the company of those who are convinced of something beyond a shadow of a doubt I find myself feeling very much alone and all too uninformed. In the face of a barrage of random facts, quotes and favorite anecdotal evidence, my 'feelings' and 'impressions' are brushed aside. For while their relevance to me is key, others are unable to pair such notions with their lovingly gathered statistics, and I too am brushed aside as irrelevant.

What is a blog? As a rule, it is a place for opinions. But also musings, quips and amusing items stumbled upon during one's day. But there is the audience to consider, for a blog is directed at others, dairies are for personal musings, journals for the scribing of the day-to-day in order to preserve it for one's self. The internet is a forum for personal advertisement.

In some venues the audience can be controlled, but unlike other ways to communicate using the technology of the internet, a blog is the equivalent of a personal podium or soap box, depending on one's personal bent, and as I have learned all too often that most of my leanings on popular subjects of discussion pose no interest to others, I feel I have no use for a soap box, and even less desire to project what opinions I have at others.

However, as you may note, I have no shortage of Observations, nor in truth, ways in which to describe them to others. And while I may be uncertain as to whether such observations may interest others I feel I have spent too much time hidden away in my corner of the world reading about what others are up to without sharing some part of myself in return.

Therefore the warning: No Promises. I don't Blog..

While my sister may consider that an exceptionally pessimistic title I feel it is singularly fitting. I make no promises, for I have never been in the practice of keeping either a diary, journal, or broadcasting my views in any format. Without such a habit my flighty memory is unlikely to remember this blog exists on anything resembling a frequent basis. However, I do wish to convey a part of myself here, in part as a way for those I have left behind to be reminded who I am, and in part to remind myself that I am not as alone as I often feel myself to be.