I call this a Journal of worthless stories and information that streams from the dumpster of my mind. On the other hand, perhaps it does have value but that's for you to decide. It will make you think, wonder, and ponder why I left my day job. A collection of stories that will amuse you, and put a smile on your face. A look into life, through my eyes. I started this and now it's gotten out of hand. So, as I'm deep into it I returned back, to this spot, to explain to myself why I started this in the first place but I don't have a clue as to why it has taken this, well, different direction. It really was only my outlook, and opinions. Something to remember, to look back over, and reflect on my thinking, if you want to call it that. It was to be like a short story but has evolved into somewhat of many short stories in a short story, if that makes any sense at all. It has some direction but it doesn't follow a regular path. I'm trying to tell myself something but I'm not sure what it is. I do know that I enjoy thinking about the day's events and reading about them later. So, that must be the lure. It's also a way for me to point a finger and I'm good at that.