Blogging has always rubbed me the wrong way, not because of it's potential for a normal everyday idiot to reach millions of people, save lives and cure world hunger, no, it bothered me because of the name. Blog. Think on that. Blog. What does it even mean? My generation didn't have Blog. We had graffiti and bathroom stalls to get the word out. Blog. Blogger. Blogging. I was afraid to attach myself to something that sounds like trash. I have always found the word cake to be a bit annoying. I don't see delicious when I say or hear cake. Cake is without a doubt a goofy word which may or may not have led me to appreciate pie over cake. See pie is a good word, nice flow, straight to the point. Want some PIE? Oh yeah, I would love some pie! Anybody want Blog? No! No thank you. No Blog for me. No Cake either. cay-k. blah!

So That brings me to today April 25 2017, I have survived this far without blogging, who the hell cares what I have to say anyways, I mean I am slightly off kilter, somewhat obtuse, and I seem to have a hankering for some pie. If I were to do this, it would not be about this or about that per say, it would not be a step-by-step guide on how to build a pen out of an onion, no, it would be ramblings and thoughts on the current day, and these ramblings would change with my current mood. I might talk about beer one day, then maybe talk about beer the next day, you know to keep it interesting. It would not be politically correct, IMO political correctness has created even more segregation. But that is a blog for another day..Maybe, if I can get over the name.