This computer and software thing. This post and where it began and where it is now. There were times in the beginning when I wondered why bother. I have found that there is a very cathartic quality to posting here. I read some peoples blogs, and the internet community is their analyst, they bare all and brazenly tear down their wall. There is a small, very small bit of that happening here, but... There are things I will never post here which would be so therapeutic. There are also things I might say here that would be catastrophic. In a previous post I mentioned that I auto censor much of my mental output, well I am practiced at that, I am wizard at that. Jenni and I have an understanding, she has feelings and is allowed to ravage me and my psyche with them like Katrina on the Big Easy. I'm the big easy. I have feelings which are subordinate to her every thought, whim or mood, and to keep the peace they lay there in the massive auto-censor warehouse. Occasionally one or two get out, maybe even a days worth when the wind is blowing hard and the overhead door to the warehouse is open for a fork-lift of useless feelings delivery. But usually the weather is calm and the feelings are neatly packed away in emotional baggage compartments, and all is well outside the mental Crystal City.