Sorry about the higgledy-piggledy blahg entry yesterday. There is such a fire hose (to borrow a phrase from others) of crapola going on these days that I couldn’t in any way sort out the soup that was in my brain last night.

Sometimes I toy with the idea of writing draft “placeholder” posts. What do I think about this? What do I think about that? To be fleshed out and researched before publishing at a later date. I am sure there are blahggers who do that but I never quite manage it. And then I think, “That’s okay.” I mean it’s okay to write something imperfect on a blahg, especially an obscure one like mine. It’s ephemeral in a way even though it is still out there until I delete it. Who takes a deep dive into a baggy old kayak woman’s blahg?

I would call it a mommy blahg but although I have had children throughout my blahg’s life, they were in high school and college when I started it. I can’t say I have *never* blahgged about them but I have [mostly] tried to be respectful of their privacy and dignity, etc.

I followed a bunch of mommy blahgs for a while. I was fascinated by how many photos and details about their children as babies and toddlers they posted. I was a lurker but not a troll, just curious. A little voice in my head said, “These blahgs are gonna start disappearing when their kids learn to read” and I believe I was largely right. When my first child was born, we had an Apple II+ computer. I don’t think we could get to the internet for a few more years but if we could have, there was no way to post pictures. This was probably a good thing because my younger self might not have thought through the issues surrounding displaying your children on the internet. But most people weren’t surfing the internet in those days anyway. But still.

Red sky at night, sailor’s delight
Red sky in the morning, sailors take warning

(Debating about that apostrophe in the first line and lack of it in the second line.) The sky lit up at dawn and this photo is just barely apped (via instagram). The colors are very close to the original. Alas, that was the last we saw of Mr. Golden today. The weather quickly deteriorated into heavy snow (too warm for ANY accumulation), then rain, and finally just plain gray and fugly.

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