No point today.

I miss writing regularly on this thing. The question now is, will my missing it spark enough motiviation in me to do something about it or if this will become something that I miss, but it was nice while it lasted. Probably a mixture of the two is my guess. I was thinking about it the other night after the Lighting of the Greens at Josh Hardy's house when I stopped at Jittery Joe's for a nice Chai. It was good, It had been awhile since I had taken myself out and I almost forgot how much I enjoyed it. The only problem I had with the evening was that there were people sitting at this one table and I was severely blocked from reading my favorite book at Jittery Joe's. It's an old harback copy of the complete works of Rudyard Kipling who is very quickly becoming one of my favorite authors. I love the way he writes and it makes me wish that he were my story-telling grandpa (in addition to my grandpa already whom I love very much). Anyway, I was unfortunate to have to read a biographical essay about Goethe by Emerson, which I suppose there are worse fates, but It was a little bit heavy for me when I was already kind of tired. Anyway, so while I was begrudgingly reading Emerson, I thought, man I really wish that I had some paper and a pen, because I was just in the mood to write. But, alas, I couldn't so I was forced to learn about Goethe. But now I don't have to worry about being without my Kipling, because my good friend Rob got me a present last night. It was kind of out of the blue, even though he called it a belated christmas present, but he bought me two Rudyard Kipling books and It was very very nice. So I've been enjoying my two books, Captain's Courageous and Just So Stories. And now that I stop to think for a little bit, I'm not really sure where I was going with this post. I think maybe it was more just to write a little bit, so I'll will also add that my friend Chris Bradley just got an old accordian and it's pretty much one of the most awesome things I've seen ever.