It’s good to be back. And what a long, strange trip it was and will continue to be. Exhiliarating, exhausting, enlightening.
Ok, so long story short, I went out to live on the streets to see what it’s like. God was with me; the worst thing that happened was a bit of a theft (um — perhaps the night I learned how to sleep in a laundromat). Otherwise, there was more good than harm.
There won’t be a diary of what I saw and experienced. There will, though, be an enrichment in what I can write to you. Frankly, I thought my writing was starting to border on the boring side; perhaps that’s how I saw it from some discontentment and that’s another subject.
It’s been said that we cannot sit down to write if we’ve not stood up to live. Well, I took that to heart. Watching what’s happening in the safety of the living room TV shows pretty much of nothing.
That said — and it’s enough for now — I’ve missed all of you and the only other strange things I want to learn this year are the proper ways to handle firearms and how to milk a cow. After what I just did, it seems those two things are relatively harmless.
Probably some of the more basic and most effective of the social media are what we know as the dating services. In most of our communities, it’s a rarity to find the old church socials, the community picnics and bar-b-ques, any of those events where, once upon a time, people could count on meeting like people. In today’s web world, online dating services have taken their place and have become the introduction and meeting places for anyone 18 or older. It’s good to have the substutite and it’s better to have one with a great reputation.



