So...the 3 or 4 of you that normally read this blog may have noticed me trying on a few different names for size and may have wondered why. And even if you didn't, I'm gonna probably bore you with details anyway. I think I covered a little bit of this back in my 'please don't call me a poser-I've faked it for years' post, but meh.
It seems that I try to collect my sense of self every few years. So it was pretty much about time. These are minor journeys into self-exploration that sometimes reveal things about me to me or sometimes just confuse me more.
The last major one was probably when the fit hit the shan with a band I was in. And it's not fair to say it really hit the fan. It just kind of fizzled and that's cool. It served to solidify the feeling that I needed to focus on more of a visual medium. I was never going to be able to convey to someone that wasn't in my head what kind of music I was actually hearing in there and my own skills usually fell way short of the mark.
But video....f**k yeah! THAT I could deal with. That got me going.
And it still does.
I am very comfortable in my new skin (for the old ceremony). I like making movies. I love expressing myself visually. And here's the beauty of it. I don't care if you enjoy them or not. Because for once, I'm creating these things for me. (well, unless you're a church or you pay me to create them for you or ask me to, or I volunteer....but mostly I'm doing this for me, beeyotches!)
So, what the sam hill does this have to do with changing the name of the blog?
Probably not much.
High Plains Thrifter was funny. And it was a fun blog. And I like going to the thrift store. But I just felt like I wanted to change it up.
And there you have it.
And no, I don't know what it is yet. But I'm guessing we'll know before too long.
Either way, you've been warned.
Oh, and for the 3 or 4 of you have this blog linked (first of all-thank you), I'm gonna stay with the "Mostly CRAP (with Cheese)" name for a while, I think. Feel free to update your links as you see fit.
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