My scribble blog has been down for a couple of days, and
I see that Blurty no longer has its virus problem.

Sooo, I will give this yet another try.

Blurts of home life.

Like the first days
on the Internet and in the blogosphere.

Only this time
I don't suppose there's any real chance of running into
the Cryslings and Sugars and Gabes and Cats and the Kanadas
not to mention the wonderful Effulgent Days
of the e-world and the stuff of my real-life dreams.

The thought is bleak enough
to almost lead me to join Facebook
for at least the slightest chance of some e-loving.

But it's probably better that
I just start acting my age and my income

and just be thankful for the little taste of life I had.

Looking back on it
it seems like a small miracle.