Mr. Fred is doing his homework. I am determined that this so-called blog be read. It is in keeping with my temperament: work but no money. Just "read" is fine, put all my stuff here, fiction, poetry, photographs, free!! after all, content is dead: eyes rule the roost.
Soon there may be changes; maybe a dedicated web site; maybe songs, songs that you never heard, songs that no one has the rights to; maybe poetry pod-casts; almost certainly spiteful, bitter re-hashes of some of my less enjoyable legal experiences; maybe some information about Thai law, if there is such a thing; write about what you know, unfortunately I know a lot about getting older; about being depressed, too; maybe it's time for me to break my silence about the greatest secret of the Twentieth Century; "hate poetry," with a parental advisory; step on a few toes (I read that you can't write if you are afraid of hurting people's feelings).
Might be fun. Care to join me?