I told myself a long time ago that I would never be a blogger!

So, then, what am I doing here?

A little background then. I have to warn you though, that I'm probably going to be a little wary of letting you know who I really am and where I am really located. Why, you ask? Because I will probably need to do some bitching about something or someone and I don't want those "someones" to know I'm talking about them. I can be real mean.

I have my own little junk business (people like to call it an antique/collectible shop, but who am I kidding) in the middle of the desert. The desert description is not only a description of my physical location but of the desert-like mental atmosphere of my town. So, that's why the blog.

I run my little business by myself and a volunteer or two at times. I like keeping to myself except for one thing. I have no one to talk with. At least, there's only a few people in town with whom I can talk. I talk with my daughter, but I understand that her mind is on regular life. You know... the kids, family, work, what's on the news, and every once in awhile, something serious. When you're that young, why worry about the rest of the world. I talk with my husband, but I'm intermittantly pissed at him right now. Why? Because I'm old, and still worrying about money when I shouldn't have to. I'll save that story for the future, when I'm real mad. It could be soon!

I figure that if there's no one to talk with, why not talk to the world?! A little schizophrenic, huh? Well, no matter. There's so much I think about, at least this way I can get it out without someone looking at me crosseyed in wonder or confusion.

Believe it or not, I get happy sometimes. Usually, when I'm looking for junk for my shop and find something that gives you a better thrill than... well... an orgasm! Ok, too much information.

Then, there's life. It's hard having been a history major in college, then seeing the same ole crap happening again and again. So, I'm thinking, maybe I should share what's in my head. Maybe it'll clear it a bit (like formatting my hard drive, huh?) Then I can get over this lifelong insomnia.

What can you expect from this blog? My thoughts. My thoughts on everyone's personal business, what junk is good junk, the IRS, gambling, books I've read, political history (and history, in general), how many national banks the United States have had, stories that may be urban legend, my fascination with genealogy, aliens, bigfoot, and my new pug, Natasha.

Weird subjects? I'm sure there will be more I will think of.

It's 1:33 am now, and I feel better cause I'm finally starting this little diary of me. Feel free to be opinionated, concerned (of my mental stability, probably), or just a listener. I appreciate you being here and nodding your head in the affirmative as I ramble on. It's good for my spirit.

Bye bye for now.