I've written a lot more blog entries than I've published. I start writing and I write a whole bunch, and then I realize I can't publish what I've written. I wouldn't care if some stranger read those deleted posts, but I wouldn't want anyone I know to read them. As a person who's always worn his heart on his sleeve, I've learned over the years that I should just shut up. People don't want to hear it. Problem is I usually don't shut up and I constantly put my foot in my mouth. It becomes clearer to me all the time, however, that my whole approach to communication is flawed. Starting now I am going to attempt to remain lighthearted and humorous so I can actually publish what I write. I will at least try to keep my scathing criticisms veiled in sarcasm and avoid completely any discussion of things that make me sad. This is not to say that I won’t wander into the occasional controversial subject from time to time, but I am going to try to do it in a way that’s constructive. So why write about what I’m going to write about instead of just writing it? Oh, if you only knew.