So this is the firs somewhat serious attempt to fork rollingskull.blogspot.com and rollingskull.com from one another. I’m still undecided as to what I will do with both blogs. There are a few features of the word-press setup that I haven’t been able to get working and I’m chalking most of that up to a lack of SSL support for godaddy and my choice of google as the email service for this domain. Though truth be told it’s not that big of a move to get the email routed back to a godaddy server and try the whole post by email thing. There are a few other things too, but they are mainly related to how google does things and I don’t know if I would know the difference if I hadn’t been using blogger for the last 4 odd years.
Of course some of it may have something to do with the fact that I’m anal-retentive and refuse to give up any functionality for another piece of functionality. Look at the bright side at least I’m not on live journal where no one would ever find this drivel.
So there is someplace to start. Why I’ve always called this blog of mine “drivel” I think a certain portion of it is self loathing we all have it some more then others. I think I also do it as a check against myself to make sure I don’t start to let things go to my head. Yes I know I’m just a I.T. guy, but it’s very easy for me to let things go straight to the old noggin. This attitude has also followed me into other parts of my life and has given me a decidedly darker approach to alot of things (life and the belief that the absolute worst thing will always happen) and a much lighter approach to other things (i.e. some one dying is not a big deal) it may also have something to do with the fact that I’ve tended to hang around weirder folks at my various places of work.
I chalk up alot of the things in my life in my choices. And most all of my choices tend to be of the variety where it’s me doing whatever it is I’m doing and not caring what anyone else does. I think this was best demonstrated when I was working in the hospital in Kingman and Mike asked me “So do you have any friends that you consider your best buddies and did everything with?” and my response was something along the lines of “Nope, always have been more of a loner.” That was 2002 and I think it colored my time at Kingman Regional more then anything else.
You know I had elk for dinner and several Fat Tires and I’m feeling really good. Like drunk Tom posting good, but you know what I’m going to end this now before I say something that I regret.