Mike's Site

I hate describing myself...I bore me, I am tired of me, I see me every damn day, scrape the hair off my chin and splash water on the outer me...yup, still the same.

Oh sure, the inner me, it changes, grudgingly to me and disconcerningly to my friends...oh yeah, they all expect me to be the same wide-eyed small town kid I was growing up, not realizing that was not me, it was just the role I was playing at the time. Just like all you readers here, playing your online role, exposing only a fraction of your true person and wondering why people here do not understand you! Well, Steve Martin said it best years ago, 'WELLLLL, EXCCCUUSSSEEEE MEEE!

So, you are still here, reading about me, I guess I should say thanks, but instead I say hit the button and send me a message and ask me what you are curious about. But be warned, I do scrap, IM, and email, but rarely is it short, for I wish people to understand me, so I tell them everything I think they need to know. Also be warned, I do not fit into boxes or stereotypes well...go ahead if you do not believe me, go do a couple dozen searches on orkut, dotnode, and multiply and find another person like me...even close to me, I absolutely DARE you! And if you can find a woman like me...even close to me, well I will absolutely THANK you!

Damn, I keep adding photos to my journal entries...and at first they seem kind of ordinary, but then the entry with the photo is posted and I just find myself staring at that photo and thinking 'damn, that is a striking photo' and if I had a ounce of sense, I would learn how to really be a photographer like Gail, then I might have some special photos to share instead of my two year old disposable camera photos...but...hmmm, where might I find that ounce of sense?

Title = The Forecast

Is for cold, arctic cold, brought on a bracing north wind Should I stay inside, by myself, alone, yet another day I don't think I can. I think it best I bundle myself up and, facing the harsh wind Walk as far as sensible, before turning to return... more

Previous blog entries:
Dec 10	-	Title = Random
Oct 20	-	Title = Moral Compass
Aug 25	-	Title= Something That Has Not Happened Yet