Last night, I ventured out to see if I could canoe from Georgiaville Pond, to Capron Pond, to Stillwater Pond, finally to Stillwater Reservoir.
It looks like a great idea on the map but what the map shows as thinner streams are not boat-able. In between Georgiaville and Capron is a rocky stream and a waterfall. The north end of Capron pond is composed of 6″ water depth, 3′ mud and 4′ of weeds.
In short, it cannot be passed with a reasonable level of effort.
I seem to have good writing ideas/intentions while I am working on tasks with a high physical :mental effort ratio – you know, digging a hole, weeding the garden, etc. However, my interest in actually writing those things is very different when I have the opportunity to write. I think my apprehension of writing and subsequent procrastination and avoidance goes beyond laziness or having other things to do.
One factor is perceived value. I ask myself why I would write those thoughts. Would anyone read them? Do I measure value by quantity of readership? By search engine ranking? By comment quantity? By residual income?
Another factor is vulnerability. It seems that writing well about my endeavors involves being open with my readership. Everyone is different about this, but especially at the beginning stages, I feel that publishing my thoughts to the internet may lead to unwanted feedback. This deserves more thought. I think my intended audience is quite different from the real audience and I cannot control the audience in this medium.
A third factor is skill. Writing something that is to-be-published is quite different from writing a casual email message. How well do I communicate? Do I know how to use my blogging platform (e.g. what is a trackback)?
Anyway, for now I will do my best to occasionally write. I’ll try to tell myself that I am not blogging, but I am writing online and I will learn my way.
Bought it when I was 14 years old for $100. It had been totalled in an accident, but I pried the fender off the back tire with a cro-bar and replaced the rear light that was broken. Stick shift with an 1,169 cc engine. I once drove it 110 miles per hour on the rte. 4 hill that runs through East Greenwich between the milk farm and the high school. Also, took it for “air” several times on upper Middle Road. Kept it until I was 17.
Nice car for a teenager who bought with his own hard-earned money @ $3.25/hr. Stick shift, really expensive to run due to fuel injection issues…had it serviced by Hans Imports in North Kingstown. Kept this until I was 19.
I got this for around $100. Fun to ride around on but probably looked silly. When it was about to run out of gas, it would speed up to ~40mph. Worked great until I tried to jump-start it but reversed the polarity and fried the electric system.
I managed to own or borrow this for a summer. Fun to have a convertible except for that one time when I floored it to ascend a hill on rte 1 and the gas pedal got stuck. It was a hairy situation as I approached a construction site at 80mph and couldn’t unstick the gas. Eventually, I shut off the ignition, but not early enough to escape the police officer that was pretty upset with my driving.
Got this truck from a vehicle auction. It had been in a rollover. It had a lift kit on the body that was actually just 2 hockey pucks in-between the body and the frame. Rebuilt it, put in a bunch of aftermarket engine parts like a holley carburetor and edelbrock intake manifolds and headers with straight exhaust pipes.
My dad bought this, but I have happy memories in it.
A monster van with an extended cab. Fun to drive. Huge V-8 engine, passed everything except the gas station. Lost interest when a brake job cost thousands.
Very powerful 1100cc engine. Fun to ride until I hit a Cadillac (his fault, not mine) and went over and through the handlebars. Badly broken leg, otherwise fine.
Stick shift. Strong 4 cylinder engine, rear-wheel drive. Fun ride. Was $400 and had been rear-ended. I pulled the dent, filled the repair site with bondo and spray painted with silver Krylon paint. I sold it to Rone and it was stolen and used in a series of robberies. The police questioned me and Rone about them.
What a piece of junk. I was driving it on the highway and the sunroof actually flew off. Worked fine, but then I got rear-ended in a hit and run accident. There was no question that the car was totalled.
Nice car, but this was my last “old and cheap” car. I remember paying over $600/month in repairs and a commercial came on TV for a sweet Jeep Cherokee, brand new that would lease for less money monthly.
I liked this car. Got it used in 1998. Sat low, stick shift. Basic but peppy.
Really nice SUV. Fun to drive, nice to look at. Never went off-roading with it.
Not enough cargo for a family trip, not enough truck for serious work, but a lot of power in the engine. Fix Or Repair Daily.
First vehicle I ever bought brand new. Proud to have purchased with no options. Just a work truck with a vinyl floor. V-6 engine
I suppose most blogs start with an inaugural post announcing the writer’s intentions. Before I get to my solution, I should describe the problem that I am trying to solve.
I feel bad saying this, but the primary problem is that in a non-digital world, I am very sloppy. For example, my garden, I don’t write down what I planted and where. Also, from one year to the next, I can’t remember what is a weed and what is a plant. I should keep a log but my handwritten notebooks have been atrocious to read and I don’t keep up with them. Also, sometimes a picture, captured with a datestamp is exactly what I need for a note and again, digital is superior in that space.
My secondary problem is that I want to share with others rather than keeping my notes to myself. Sharing is easy in a digital world and a blog is an obvious solution.
My third problem is that I am under the impression that being a prolific writer and social media expert is part of my line of work and I feel like I should be doing more professional writing about web development.
My goal is for the website to be a place where I can experiment, post thoughts and document or log work being done.
Thank you for reading.