Sentiment

I have to admit, I love this blogging stuff. It appeals to my note-writing nature. I got through high school by passing notes back and forth, insisting that my note-writing partner began their reply exactly where my sentence ended. For some reason I was obsessed with no wasted space. I folded those notes up into the familiar triangular-shaped "footballs" and saved them in a large cardboard box for more years than I'd like to admit.

One night while planning one of our high school reunions, three of us dug out that box and began to read them. Those notes caused deep belly laughs, you know, the kind where you can't breathe and tears stream down your face. My friends didn't leave my house until the early hours of the morning. It was worth saving them just for the hysteria of that night.

What's this got to do with IMC? Nothing. I just wanted to acknowledge that I look forward to reading this blog, just like I looked forward to those note-writing study halls in high school. And I never blogged before! I had to wait until I was a half century old to do it! How long will our blog live? Will it be in cyber-space forever? I like our little community. Perhaps I should print out the whole thing and fold it into a football and save it. :-)