Giving it Legs

My wife asked me the other day why I decided to write a blog. My answer: "I need a place to vent. I need an outlet." In the car on my way to work yesterday morning, I got to thinking (scary, eh?).

I said to myself, "Steve, it's all well and good to vent, but most of the time you're a pretty cheerful guy. What are you going to do when you're done venting?"

I know myself well enough to realize that without a higher cause, this blog will fail when I run out of piss and vinegar. I don't want that to happen. That is, I don't mind running out of piss and vinegar, I just don't want the blog to end when it happens.

Facing a 6 month (and possibly longer) assignment in Ireland, during which I'll be separated from my wife and son for long periods of time, I've decided to take another angle.

At it's base level, this blog is for my son. I'm writing it to pass on whatever sage wisdom I might have learned in life so that he might also learn from it (or choose to ignore it). It is, in essence, a moral will - values and a story I can share with him.

I will still tackle subjects that may not be of interest to my one man audience because it may give him more insight (if/when he reads it years down the road) into his father. I also hope that anybody else who comes along for the ride finds it entertaining and insightful. I do plan to include you all, instead of being all preachy, but at the end of the day this one is for RJ. I love ya, kiddo.