And it's abut time. As a matter of factor, everything is about time. In this case it is about time I got back to my cobweblog. Many glitches, near-crises and a few bugs, both physical and mechanical have deterred me from my daily commitment. I have a lot of sorting out to do and this blog is the place to do it. I think it's a dumpster of sorts, a place where I can toss shredded bits of ideas, random, incomplete thoughts with maybe some glimmers of genius - "diamonds in the dustbin", Virginia Woolf called them. She didn't have a dumpster, of corse, or a websiie, but she had a faithful diary and a good pen..