Unrepentant in my absence
This blog could sub for the house in the woods in The Blair Witch Project. Why not? I haven't crossed its threshold in probably more than a year. Cobwebs abound in the high corners near the ceiling. Nature, in all her rude logic, was slowly starting to reclaim this place for her own.
I cannot say that my travels have taken me to exotic destinations -- maybe the theatre. But I come back with my name morphed from the original ruby_maser to movie maven. Somewhere along the way I lost the underscore in my name and picked up an almost exhaustive (and definitely exhausting) knowledge of cinema.
I haven't decided what I'm even doing back here. This settlement is so derelict and in a state of disrepair that it will be a serious challenge to resurrect it from extinction's edge. Oh, well, I'm not really doing anything though.
Here's talking to myself!
I cannot say that my travels have taken me to exotic destinations -- maybe the theatre. But I come back with my name morphed from the original ruby_maser to movie maven. Somewhere along the way I lost the underscore in my name and picked up an almost exhaustive (and definitely exhausting) knowledge of cinema.
I haven't decided what I'm even doing back here. This settlement is so derelict and in a state of disrepair that it will be a serious challenge to resurrect it from extinction's edge. Oh, well, I'm not really doing anything though.
Here's talking to myself!

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RUBY MASER!
Remember me?
www.donteatthetoken.blogspot.com
Maybe you'll start writing again in 2010...
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