Why start a blog?
I made a living as a bartender for more than a few years. On its best days, the job was like nothing that could be remotely defined as work. I would meet new people and catch up with the regulars every shift. I could flirt, entertain, and tell stories and jokes. I got the chance to listen to and learn from a variety of perspective and opinion. There was music, food and libations. It was like getting paid to host a cocktail party every night; all the fun without any risk of finding a strange drunk in my room rifling thru the dresser drawers, invariably “looking for a light” when asked why.
I want blogging here to have the same dynamic.
[Editor’s note: awkward fictional anecdote removed]
The Suite is open! Welcome to party! Check your sidearm at the door. The bar is open; room service is on the way. Please keep the shouting to a minimum but feel free to sing as loud as you want. Confine the making-out to the balcony or the master bath. The TV is in the bedroom but the host gets the bed. Slainte!