
I'm not going to lie to you, I've always secretly wanted to be a professional writer. Or a professional artist, or musician or something. But the truth is, I'm not any of those things and I probably never will be. I'm a professional automotive parts driver in a more-than-striving automotive parts company in a little big city in Ohio. Not a career for me, just a j-o-b. But with an average of a hundred and fifty miles a day I have to listen to the radio. Sometimes its music all day, sometimes its talk radio all day. My life is all over the place, I have a tendency to get bent out of shape about things that are very small and unimportant and completely ignore matters of grave significance. While other times I am justified in my excitement and interest in a topic or event. But who listens to me?
no one
So you are here to listen to me. Become a regular of ...In Soliloquy and you'll read what I think about matters of importance and matters of no significance whatsoever.
This is a blog that emphasizes my inability to ever be a writer or artist because I don't spend ten hours thinking about what I'm going to say. I don't drink gourmet coffee and drive a pretentious car or wear leather shoes. I'm a guy, a guy who thinks about stuff sometimes with more than half a brain and paid enough attention in school to be able to communicate those thoughts in a relatively coherent matter to anyone who walks close enough to listen.
I'm not a writer...
you're welcome.
ps. Here's the lineup, the seven-day forecast, and the playlist
Mondays - Christian Spirituality
Tuesdays - Music, anything and everything
Wednesdays - Sports
Thursdays - Current Events
Fridays - General Culture (Theater/Films/Art/Cuisine/Travel)
Saturdays - Personal life and times of a professional parts driver (+ wife and doggie)
Sundays - no posts, just naps
see you tomorrow

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