Who's the guy that can't cry at funerals but gets a little misty when he sees a 2 year old kid hanging off an old Golden Retriever's ears? This guy. I'm not quite weird, but I'm not quite normal. I'm somewhere in between.
Why the blog? Catharsis. Maybe. It's more likely self aggrandizing. Meh... A good Italian boy just can't do anything right, especially with the de facto guilt tossing Italian mother and a Catholic school upbringing. I'm lucky I ever made it through the potty training.
Where this blog is heading? I'd like to use it to post summaries of essays I'm expecting to write. I'd hope to draw a small group of critical thinkers interested in offering well thought suggestions. Hopefully I'll stay on target.