Call Me Bugs

Musings columns are a funny thing.

They used to call them blogs but that's just a terrible name.

Blogs.

Yuck.

Not my favorite word.

I tend to write in a way that sometimes contains more meaning than it appears at first glance.

I seek to reward (or at the very least, a muse) the reader for picking up what I'm putting down.

Easter eggs.

Hidden layers.

Buried treasures.

And who doesn't like a treasure hunt?

Not to say all these musings have gems in them.

Some are just turds.

It's part of the fun.

Sifting through all the dirt.

To find the glimmer.

There's a line about glimmer and gold but I don't think it's useful here.

Call me a fool.

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