Stepping out

Stretch. Get glass of water. Visit lav. Begin typing.
I hate the word "blog," because it sounds like something you find behind the radiator, or a dead amphibian. But I like everything else.
Self-publishing used to be a sign of crap-o writing - writing without standards, basically. The standards here come from myself, I guess.
Thought about going out to work tonight but thought against it. Saturday nights in are OK if you're beat, or old. I'm the first, working on the second.
Relatively young, have more of my life ahead of me than behind me. Have a religious background and let religiousity come and go as it wills. It's a good one, though, although most are in danger of being watered down from lack of use / education. All good things survive, however (except animal species, though. Their departures seem unusually final and irreversible).
College degree, OK job, good health, decent haircut. 2 pairs of jeans in relatively good shape.
I don't anticipate there being any sort of social security when I retire, so saving now whatever I can. It's weird to think of being out there without an emergency net. First, people never had a say what type of job they did - they did what they could find and that they could reasonably keep up with. Then prosperity hit and people in this country could be choosey. Now, things seem to be sliding away from us - India, China have their act together and we seem like yesterday's news. We'll have entertainment, technology and technology for some time, but who knows - maybe we're jsut biding our time unless we all change our names to Sung. Musical, though.
It seems that slacker publishing is also very popular, which stinks because that used to be my stuff. Bob the Angry Flower (angryflower.com), Milk + Cheese - well, that's just cartoonists, but still they have the "minimal effort which is cool because it's real" sort of thing. Daniel Clowes parodied this stuff years ago, with a comic about a guy smelling socks, and then talking to the audience about how stupid it was. It was sort of a precursor to reality TV, and he was right.