tell me a story.....

I've spent the last couple years thinning the herd of my belongings. I feel like I'm getting close to a point where everything thing own that isn't directly related to my daily life, has a story. I like that. I like feeling i only have something because of some specific event in my life that caused me to own it. Like this.... these are my prayer beads. A friend of my moms gave them to me before our tour in the middle east.... now they just kind of stay near me. I'm not a religious person by any means.... but I feel compelled to keep these around me. Maybe superstition is the word..... either way... I'm not dead yet, so they must be doing something right.

Colors.

So until about 5 days ago, I don't think I saw colors the way I see them now. Let me back that up a step.... I bought a camera. A nice camera. I've always been a photographer at heart, but was never motivated enough to keep buying film for my previous camera. So I went digital. I'm well acquainted with the SLR format so I bought a Nikon d-40. That's the back story. So a few days ago I was driving down a random Maryland back road... and colors just started to pop out at me like I had never seen before. Greens were greener, the sky was a deeper blue. I was literally seeing the world in a new way.... So I took a picture. Now the tie in.... I think having this new camera has some how tuned my eyes to my surroundings... This change relates to my life as well... more on that later.

Hello.

Hi, My name is BJ and I'm an addict. Not so much an addict of the traditional sense, but more an addict of nonsense and meandering conversation. I started this because there is just too much crap floating around in my brain for me to not have an outlet for it. So here it is. The beginning. Page 1. Unforutantely I don't really have much to say right now other than hello, so we'll leave it at that for today.