Two thousand posts

Time creeps up on you. At least that is how it appears to me barking a little still recovering as we look back to another time when as ones world went more electronic and internet based, the scrapbook became more of a electronic blog although what people do with blogs does vary.

The earliest of posts had their origins elsewhere from when various emergent social media tried adding things to keep you more on their pages as we walked out of the walled channels of news and information our internet providers offered to more user friendly browsers that let us store sites we'd look up things more for ourselves from and sites offered unique content such as discussion on music going from the those Use.net boards to sites that looked at things around gender, interests such as anime and things for those of us who loved our past experiences in childhood, realizing that actually there are many of us whether or not it's about the things you did, they way you dressed, what the heck, the life you loved and still love.

This blog always was a mixture of that and all the interests  cos in me at least it is all wrapped in one package - always was - just being yourself in carefree and totally innocent way which for me at least much of adult life just fly over me me like some airplane you read of in a book but never really on that whole projection as it went whizzing by.

That was never my trip, just obviously minding the way how as an adult in law the way things go and the things that clearly could never be but then as time went by you found others of a similar mindset to whom just playing more that way, that was okay (being by law adults) well clear of anything "off" or gets your "ick".

That's the thing between the pages of this journal not always in chronological order often following some sequence, sometimes things from the past I recall, often things in the present, the life as lived and the two thousand of them is what today we celebrate.