I Just Got Started

The generous, wonderful people for whom I work have decided that all of us un-hipsters should get to learning us some web skills. So here we all are, creating blogs and social networking accounts, clogging up the world wide web and wondering "why?". Why would I want to voice my opinions or observations to strangers? All I want to do is talk to the people with whom I live (and have them rok my sox by responding with syllables on occasion). Why would I want to stay up late working on a computer, torturing it to comply just so I can state an opinion? If I'm going to stay up late (and I probably won't, ever) I will sweat over a sewing machine, not a computer. I'm much better at getting results from a sewing machine, or my cobalt Kitchenaid, or 'my Dyson' (rhymes with Mike Tyson). Now those are Some Machines. I don't mean to be ill-spirited here, but I just don't see what all the fuss is about. There are plenty of ideas in the world. You find them in a thing called a book. Or, in an extra-large book-like thingy with lots of parts called an encylopedia (n-si-klo-pee-dee-uh). Fabulous ideas can also be found in artwork which lives in a museum (mew-zee-um) or a gallery (ga-ler-ee). Or in a film (film). And what about the sharing of ideas? Why share them with strangers online? Is it not much better to share them over a common meal or a crackly campfire? And music? Certainly it too is better shared in a parlor rather than on a 'pod. I am just like anyone else. I long for deeply meaningful human contact. I simply fail to understand how the internet is going to assuage that inner longing so common to man.

That being said, do stay tuned for future updates by which you will be able to view and enjoy my art, kids, husband, dog, friends, quilts, travels, flowers, remodels, extended family and tomatos. Oh wait, I don't actually have a dog. Uma belongs to a friend, I'm just her sitter.