As some have noticed (hi Adam) I’ve been writing on dancatchpole.com every day the last few days.  My goal is to write *something* every day, at least four hundred words. That’s 2.78 tweets a day [it has come to my attention that I’m retarded and words =/= characters] I think it’s a modest but achievable goal, and we’ll see how that goes before upping the required wordcount.  In addition, on smarthero.tumblr.com I’m planning to post one photo that I’ve taken, be it on my camera or my phone, and posting one interesting link to a person or place, every day, and hell, why not, one interesting video. In addition, I’ve begun a new fitness program to start feeling a bit better about the state of my body.

Modest goals, yes, but my glands, they are underdeveloped, let me ease into it.  Lately I’ve just had the feeling that I’m not doing *enough,* not contributing anything and slowly becoming this amorphous, uninteresting grey blob of a person.  So yes I’m kind of cheating for today’s entry by using it to explain what this is and why I’m doing it, but so what, it’s my damn space and I’ll do with it what I please. 

  To my tiny troupe of readers, I may need a little help.  Encouragement is nice.  So is a bit of scolding, too, if necessary.  If you don’t see anything here worth reading, we’re both wasting our time.  Criticize, comment, and cajole me.  Kick me in my metaphorical butt if you don’t see anything posted by ten o’clock eastern time each evening.  Keep me honest.  It’s a work in progress so it may evolve or change over time, we’ll have to see.  I apologize for rambling but I wanted to get all of this down while it was fresh in my mind.  I promise it will get better, at least, in theory.  I’ve already got a good idea for tomorrow’s entry already and this one is just about wrapped up.

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