I recently noticed that everyone seems to have a blog, even my friend Colin Watson, and thought it might be a good way to stay in touch with my friends. Hopefully, this will please all those folks who constantly complain that I never write what's going on in my life (although I shudder at the thought of my sister spying on me this way). Daniel Silverstone was so kind to give me an access code so here I am… it wasn't that easy, though. I had to discover that my nick, tbm, had been stolen by a group called the birthday massacre. I first wanted to steal someone else's nick but then my moral consciousness kicked in and I settled on the current one.
Many years ago, when blogs weren't as popular as now (or even virtually non-existent) I had this dream of becoming a famous author, travelling around and sharing my insights with other people via my web site… kind of what Robert Anton Wilson does in his Thought for the Month, just more often (which reminds me I have to do more reading (which reminds me I should study (which reminds me I should go to bed so I can study tomorrow))). [the former sentence reminds me of LISP, ick!] Anyway, I'm neither an author nor famous… but at least I have my own blog!
So beware!