My First Bloggy.

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I think I recall Stevie Wonder's “Superstition” eking through Charlie's fine establishment the first time. Must've been a while ago, but I still think of the play of light, smoke and space when I here those horns. What a song, gets better every time.

When Big C said he wanted to let us blog and drink, I thought I'd give it a try. See what it's all about. And I'm sure I do NOT have the hang of it yet, I spill regularly.

As for the blog, what would posses someone to put this here for us—the teeming thirsties—to express ourselves? Ok, I know, the video-poker game made less than the one they installed in the Knight's of Columbus down on 5th.

While there's something about humans and video screens—you can see it all the time at appliance stores—there's even more magic attraction to something that says “write here.” So, “I am Here.” And for this narrative, so are you. I guess the presumptive reader is more fascinating than the author. I figure you're about average for a hominid, and filled with curiosity about where this wandering rant is going next.

Well, I don't know either, I think I'll just get another diet soda and ponder that while someone else takes the keys. But I'll be back and, I presume, so will you.