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The Locked Bathroom

It's a funny thing about a blog that no one knows about yet. It's like a locked bathroom, a magic sanctuary, a junior high school journal. You can just sit in it, rummaging around in the old bellybutton for wayward lint, maybe sing off-key a little bit or stare off into space, and nobody's the wiser, the more grossed out, or irritated. Even after I hit the "Publish" button, I think I'm going to pretend I didn't.

The Second Post...or...Who Wants to Rip Off a Bandaid?

9/7/2013

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Let's face it. This is the second post. This is where I dash all of your high hopes (yes, the high hopes of all five of you) about what this blog could have been. It doesn't matter if after this I strike out in the direction of toaster anecdotes, or deeply processed meditations on the impossibility of two Mobius strips ever building a successful relationship, the spell will have been broken. (I know this from my vast experience writing one first post of one new blog.)

One of anything is Gene Kelley in top hat and tails. One kiss. One overheard song. One glimpse. One pulled pork burrito with black beans, cheddar cheese, salsa, sour cream, lettuce and guacamole oh and could I have a side of chips with that. 

One of something pulses with possibility as we imagine the infinitude of next moments that might proceed from it, and what meaning might lurk within it.

Two of something is the beginning of the end. Or, if we'd rather not get overly Jim Morrison dramatic about it, two is the beginning of the end of the beginning. Between two points you can draw a line! Draw a couple of lines and before you know it you have a shape or even a pattern! Then, I'm very sorry, no refunds, but the thing is what it is. "We're here. We're not there. Get Used to It" as the old gay rights protest chant did not exactly go. This blog is now officially what it is.

So did you feel that sea change? I felt that sea change. Oh, wow, that feels great. Really. Like I'm on top of that mint mountain from that childhood commercial. So glad to have that over with. NOW I can write that next post about ANYTHING. Reminds me of a story I heard once about the number three. Maybe twice. It's a magic number you know. Three. Yeah, I like magic. Endless silk handkerchief mobius strips. Bunnies. Dust.

Apologies Plato, to you and to the Universe's Second Blog Post Ideal......




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