Several friends have commented that perhaps it's time to start blogging. To me, part of it seems that so much of me is scrawled on scraps of paper and drawn on the back of more important documents and etched in forgotten notebooks — maybe it's time I embraced the permanence of the internet.
I'd debated with myself what my shtick would be: cartoon memoir, poetry, recipes, whatever. And then I gave up on debating and decided to let these things flow out how they will. So this is probably going to be a mix of humor and poetry and cooking and maybe even lists and probably drawings (but I should warn you, the drawings are meant to convey something not to be super-aesthetically pleasing). As it were, I decided to name this The Eclectic's Library because there probably won't be much of a theme other than me because I'm a terrible narcissist. Just kidding — though I do like attention. This is more me trying to take my "stuff" for lack of a better word and put it all in one place.
So this was the lamest inaugural post ever (which is why I won't be showing this to anyone until I've written several). Regardless, I hope if you do stumble on this that you enjoy it.
Now go have your own adventures.
