A few days later, still in debt.

And in debt to people. For their kindness. Their gifts. Their fantasies turned to reality.

I don't know where to start. Again. Always starting again. Always don't know where it will go. And where to stop. Don't know where to stop.

Drum jam Saturday. I've been publicizing. I have a personal "Executive Coach." Told me to start listening to sales training tapes, so I did. Listened to sales training tapes.

Don't want to go to sleep. I like sleeping all day, but I can't anymore. I need to find work. After all, I'm in Debt.

So here I am, sitting with Michelle, showing here what a blog is.

A tambura rings in the background. A few of us came here to chant and play music after the Second Saturday drum jam. So we're jamming, and talking computers. The age old discussion...how can we save the world?

A bell sounds, the tambura hums. Incense rises. The bell. The bell. Wake up dreamers. Wake up to the real world.

Have to stop typing now. Time to play the flute...or drum...

Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. Such is technology. Such is life.

Off to a drum jam soon. Did some wiring myself today...changed out a light switch from a dimmer to a regular switch, so I can use flourescents. Lower budget these days.

Oh yeah, have to fix a computer on the way to the jam. What a life.

I'm hoping I'll be able to post to here from my Treo. That will make this very handy...for musing philosophical from the train, or in bed, at lunch, or waiting in line at the post office. yes. Even from the crowd at a peace rally.

There's always the question of where to begin. No more questions. We've begun.

Now I just have to post something every day. Check that. Not "Have to" but "want to".

And who will read it? Who will see it? Thankfully, no one, if I don't tell them about it...unless they find it on their own. Not terribly likely, but I do like the possibility.

Are we lost in a web of information, everyone busily adding to text that will never be read, or reading text that has all been read before? Whatever.

Who am I, and why would anyone care? Maybe I'll start on that tomorrw. Today was just for beginning.