A place for my head...

I’d spent quite a bit of time not writing anything at all, yet daily my mind would race with many thoughts that I really wanted to get out there and express.  So, finally taking some initiative, I fixed some issues with my website, redesigned it… and imported some old works.  Saddened still that I lost over 3 years of my ramblings due to a database backup that got lost.  So what does one do when they lose what they had?  Well… make something new!

As I sit in this meeting giving a demonstration of software that would be quite redundant to what we already use… I felt like tossing out some self expression to the world.  Not that I care if anyone reads it… but simply for the practice of composing words in a form that is some what enjoyably readable.

With the uprising of mass social media networks, it seems like there is far more quantity over quality of people’s thoughts.  I often want to ramble on about something I feel strongly about, yet I’m constrained to few characters… and really… do I want to write it there?  I’ve become so burnt out on MyFaceCrack that I’ve nearly deleted my account on numerous occasions.  Why I haven’t… still escapes me.

So here I’m back posting to my own realm of bits and bytes.  I hope to re-establish some semblance of a photo gallery, and encourage myself to capture more photos daily.  My DSLR has been in its case for a few months now, and it’s quite sad the money I have invested just sitting there.  Granted my interesting subjects have greatly dwindled since moving back to the mid-west… yet there is always something the curious eye can find.. and make art.

So if you’re reading… thanks… if not… well those people will never know the difference.

More to come from my humble brain.
Ben

…am curious of where I’ve been lately. Since returning back to the land of corn and cows, there seems to been little to report. Despite the fact I am busy non-stop. I did replace my truck with a new car, it’s quite nice. I finally went and had a good time in Cleveland. Helped my dad work on his “pond” (that should be called lake). Of which… I need to call… they’ve been quiet again. Aside from that, it’s been work work work.

Perhaps my life is missing a muse once again? I usually write the most when I’m infatuated, or furious…. rarely when I’m complacent and almost bored. In good time… I do know I’m a pretty big jerk when it comes to dealing with women I’m not into. Tactful and gentle doesn’t seem to work… so I go the immature ignoring route and that doesn’t help either. How does one get the hint through? Wait, isn’t there a book out there for this? Oh yeah! He’s Just Not That Into You