And All Of The Old Has Been Swept Away

Over 1,500 posts have been trashed.  But not before being backed up onto Pressbook for future editing and possible later publication in print or e-book format. I figure that out of 1,560 posts, there should be a book or two that can be wrung from the contents.

I started this blog in June of 2006 – nearly eight years ago.  In that time, I have written about love and death and birth and joy and poop and hair and television.  Politics, veganism, cattle, Wal-Mart, and consignment stores.

I have raged and ranted, cried and laughed and waxed rhapsodic.  Readers have come and gone and there are a few faithful who still tune in occasionally to see if I’m alive, or still writing.

I am.  Still writing, that is.  To be more specific, I am re-writing.  I am taking what I put out into the ether and making from it a silk purse.  I thank you for reading, for sharing your lives with me, for sharing in the evolving story that has been my life.

Email me at for more info on where to find and read me in the future.

And from the bottom of my heart:  THANK YOU.