“Homeless Fantasy” comment/post

I read Angie’s post “Homeless Fantasy“, and loved it… as I am captivated by much that she does (especially karakoe).  I left a comment, and then figured it would make a good blog post of my own:

I’ve always had preconceived notions that homeless people are where they are at because of a few simple reasons, like they met with really hard time, got into drugs, are mentally ill, or even all of the above.

I have a friend that was actually homeless for a while, great guy, but got back on his feet. He had a drug problem, got help. Refuses to give money to homeless, instead educates them on the shelters, counseling, drug rehab options, etc.

I have another friend, she’s SDPD. She works near Downtown, dealing with homeless all the time. Meth. It’s an evil drug, and she also refuses (when out socially) to give them money for that reason. Won’t even buy them food. Honestly, I think she hopes they starve and die, no joke. (She’s also Republican. LOL).

Another friend, she only cares about the homeless people with dogs… she wants to save the dog. She is concerned that the dog is not fed, wants to call animal control, etc… Not the people.

All in all, it is what it is… I just live my life and appreciate every day that they are a very small, sometimes entertaining, sometimes scary part of it, that I hope to never truly have to understand completely.

Interested in saying something, but is it interesting to say?

I’ve always written well, at least by those encountering my writing have told to me; teachers, professors, colleagues, managers, friends, and family.  Especially my mom, but hey she’s my mom.  While I’ve done tons of writing, it’s never been anything I enjoyed much, nor looked to make money at, etc.  It was a form of communication, and another way of organizing information for others to process.

For the longest time, I’ve been a technology guy.  But when blogs came about, I wasn’t too gung-ho about them.  Cool for others, but I write enough in emails already.  Plus, I don’t have anything Earth-shattering to say, really.

Then along came things like twitter.com, and I met some great people.  Reminds me of my early days using Q-Link (became AOL), and their chat rooms.  Twitter is like a world-wide chat room, but with so many people, you turn on who you listen to, instead of hearing everyone and turn off who you don’t want to hear.  The updates submitted can be random, profound or silly, boring or amazing.  But people are sharing their comments, feelings, thoughts, emotions, activities; their lives.  The term sometimes used is “micro-blogging”.  Cool, I have time for micro-blogging.  Except sometimes it can consume a lot of time, unintentionally mostly, but when you get to know people, their updates take on more relevance to you personally, and so you begin to wonder what so-and-so is up to, etc.

Since I’m micro-blogging, and it’s taking up some time, I began to wonder if I should revisit starting a blog, if I had time to write entries, and if anything I say would be interesting to others.

As I thought more about it, talked to others about it, reading other’s blogs, I realized it’s all the same… what you write, you write because you want to say it; it’s relevance may be of less importance to others, but people that know you, or are getting to know you, may be interested in reading your posts; your posts may sometimes be less interesting at times, but overall, it’s something you felt the need to say; it’s a part of you.

So I’m blogging… and while at times it’s mostly for myself, getting my ideas out of my head and into words, I’m hoping others find it interesting to read once in a while.

Blogging from my iPhone

I’ve installed the WordPress app, and low-and-behold, I can blog from my phone!