People have always told me I should write a book, or begin a blog. Honestly, I have no idea what I would write about or who would want to read it. The things I have written in the past are lost. I write in the moment and never save anything. Much like life, the experience and my thoughts on them, are gone in a flash. I prefer it that way. I love to look back at all the experiences I have had in my life. Luckily, I have a bad habit of living life behind the lens of a camera so that I can document the moments, without having to actually fully participate in full view, not wanting to invite critique or observations on my many faults, my appearance, my weight, my social awkwardness. Being behind the camera allows me to hold on to the memory and share it later with those who were there, those who were too busy enjoying the moment to stop and take pictures themselves. My grandmother use to always roll her eyes and say, "Your grandfather has an entire book about his family. Those Jarvis' love to write about themselves!" At the same time, I can hear my own dad, her son, listening to someone's story and saying to me through clenched teeth, "Who give's a rat's ass?" I kind of feel that way about writing a blog. Fast forward to the introduction of Facebook. Oh Hello! A medium made for quick mindless updates and stories that are in-the-moment and then forgotten. That was Nirvana for me. Working alone in a home office, starving for human contact but an introvert, connecting with past friends from many aspects of my life, and being able to share photos of those times that they didn't have…I was thrilled! But then I began to feel I was sharing too much, too often. The new found stage seemed to close in on me and I could feel people rolling their eyes from afar as I shared stories. I can bet more than a few unfollowed me due to over sharing or for fear I'd share a photo that unearthed a past self that they wished never existed. As old friends had kids, found religion, or had respectable jobs, my stories and photos became a threat, while never intended to be so. So, here we are. A blog I began nearly 2 years ago and got as far as a title before I abandoned it. I'm nothing if not lazy! I have no plans for the direction of this blog. Think of it like one of those cheap local carnivals that roll in to town. It will be unorganized, veer widely from subject to subject, full of colorful if not upstanding individuals, not entirely family-friendly, a bit crude, but hopefully, a fun ride. Every part of me will make an appearance at some point, so brace yourself!