For pretty much as long as I can remember I’ve wanted to journal on a regular basis. I read a lot. And in these books I’ve read they often extoll the virtues of being a diarist. It’s supposed to make you more creative, spur on ideas, make you wiser, give you a record of your life, and make your bones stronger, your teeth harder and give you a shinier coat (no, wait, that’s Alpo!).

I don’t get this.

When I first started my first site, I thought somehow I’d end up doing a tech site, or a media site, or some other thing that would catapult me to fame and fortune (I mostly kid), but then I realized there are a lot more geeky and nerdier people out there already doing these things. So I figured, fire up a site, and screw what people expect or thing, I’d just write about the minutia of my life. Yeah, I know, I should have looked, there were already people doing this living much more minute lives than mine.

So I thought about readers. Who would I want reading this? And honestly, I can up with no one, so I figured I’d write for myself and see who came along for the ride. This held me for quite some time, until I started worry about who was reading this. I mean, my nieces and nephew have internet connections, so do my coworkers, my girlfriend, my parents, the Vice President of the United States, and most of my prospective new employers, so I started censoring myself and had an online journal that bored even me.  I am positive “blogging” cost me at least one second date and probably at least one second interview.

So I stopped. Besides, all my fiends that were blogging stopped doing it too, and if all your friends jumped off a bridge would you? Yeah, because peer pressure is a bitch. Maybe “stopped” is too final. I took a long break. I rethought, revamped, redesigned.

So I am back, have been for a while, and I’ve been having fun. My original goal was a post a day. I’ve been failing at that. I’m fine with failure. I have other things I am working on that are making me just as happy. I still like having this site. It’s not going anywhere (unless one of the “Christopher Jorgensen” architects or lawyers out there decides he needs this domain more than me. And if you are interested, the nut starts at 100K).

I’m still uncertain why one should feel the need to journal for all to see. Guess it beats having them published after you are dead, but only because then you’re dead.