Tribe just nudged me to write a blog post. This ought to quiet it down.

I blog elsewhere, or used to. No, I still do. But not often. The time / energy it takes to keep a decent blog is not rewarded if everyone has moved on to fucking Facebook. I like the look of Tribe but I missed out on its heyday. Everyone was going great guns in 2006, apparently, but now Tribe seems to have reduced itself to just a few interest groups to waddle around in. NTTAWWT!

I have a self-expression problem anyway. The problem is in defining myself. If we've met, maybe you've perceived it: I am not comfortable with who I have to be at this stage. This makes me a somewhat quiet person, restrained. Obviously, I need to fix that. And the process will never truly be underway until I free myself.

Of what? Let's grab a drink and I'll tell you, if you want. Meanwhile, I'll see you at the shop, or in this ineffable space between virtual worlds, or if the gods be kind at BRC under a magical evening sky.