this site is mine


this is where i express myself. this is where i write about the things that matter to me, the things that concern me, the things that amuse me. i have never been one to use this as a platform for local gossip or for the execution of a personal vendetta. rarely do i ever mention anyone i know by name, and even then it is with their absolutely expressed or undeniably implicit permission. these are my images to construct and my words to present, and i do it with the full knowledge that anyone and everyone can find this site and thereafter make decisions about its owner based on nothing more than pixels and letters. i am rather proud of what i have created and i have no plans to dismantle or deactivate.

this site is not to be abused. verbally, perhaps. critically, surely. but there is a line that has to be drawn between what is mine and what is not. i am placing myself out here for your praise and ridicule, while those that comment and make their mark in other ways are most certainly not. this is not a place for someone to harvest a fistful of email addresses for their own petty and vindictive scheme. you will notice that as of this afternoon, there are no more email addresses associated with those that leave comments. if you have left a comment with an email address, the information is accessible by me and me only. this has been made necessary by recent acts of childishness. if you have an issue with me, please bring it to me directly.

for the rest of you, the majority of you, those that visit and comment wittily and intelligently or just read quietly, i apologize for my defensive posture. i thank you for your attention and i will strive to keep giving you reasons to come back. again, thank you.


3 responses to “this site is mine”

  1. I like cheese, and I like bread.
    I like water falling on my head.
    I like doggies and kitties, too.
    But I dont like to clean up poo.

    I like Autumn and I like Spring.
    I like coins going ch-cha-ching.
    I like “HOT choc-LATE” and beer.
    But not mixed up together, dear.

    I like to play in shine or snow.
    I like lots of things, you know.
    I like me and yourself, as well,
    so everyone else can go to hell.

    – “Ode to Grabbingsand”, by Zip Rampy

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