Becoming a blogger? Am I crazy?

For quite some time, I have considered starting a blog. I don't have a clue why. I don't even read that many blogs, it just seems like something that I can do at work during my down time. I spend 12 hours at a time in a chair in front of 3 computer screens, one of which is a 48" flat screen. It gets a little boring at times. 


I try to find creative ways to entertain myself. I get tired of watching television, so I listen to music. I get tired of the noise, so I read.  Then the phone rings and scares the crap out of me. I do my job which may take all of 10 minutes from one phone call, if that much, and go back to doing whatever I was doing to begin with. 


I don't keep a diary, I keep random thoughts on scraps of paper. I have dozens of small journals with hundreds of random thoughts. Many of which mean absolutely nothing to anyone but me. It keeps my brain functioning on something besides time stamps on a computer screen or a giant map with GPS locators of vehicles that I have to control.


I do random altered art projects, which many times consists of cutting things out of magazines to make other things. I hope to post pictures of some of my projects on here eventually. 


Some days, I ramble on about random thoughts, some days I have a focused idea. There are times that I get pissed and get on my soapbox and rant until I feel I have emptied that thought process for the moment. 


I guess I can say this is the start of a new chapter in my life. A way getting a multitude of unorganized thoughts on "paper".  My thoughts meander and much of the time my brain is like a kaleidoscope, ever changing and producing new thoughts and ideas. 


Welcome to my kaleidoscopic meanderings.