So I had a blog, once. Or I have one. I’m not really sure which. The last time I KNOW I had a blog was 2015 when I rambled on about Charles Ingalls, pie, and existential crises.
Then I got so far inside my own head that the words got stuck, and I ignored it for a while. And the reminders to re-register my domain. Or I didn’t get any reminders. Or I couldn’t afford to renew. Or I was too busy.
It is also possible I am just an idiot.
So it expired. And I couldn’t even get back to the WordPress version. It was hopelessly tangled with the domain version and I didn’t have the patience to sort it out.
I tried to come up with a new blog, but couldn’t get beyond the name. I liked the name rantravewrite.
It’s right. It suits me.
And I didn’t think naming a blog Dipshit’s Penance had a great ring to it.
I thought I’d give it the old college try before I gave up though.
So, in the spirit of the college try, I got toasty and stared at the screen blankly for 45 minutes while listening to music and trying to remember why I came back here.
When I remembered, I hit the link and…it worked?
It seems to have worked. But I’m not certain. It could be that only I am seeing this. Sitting in a closet, talking to myself.
So, I have to ask….is this thing on? Can you hear me now?
If you can, leave a comment, let me know how you found me here. The closet is dark, and the cat keeps biting me because it’s her favorite place to sleep.