I didn't know much about blogging until my friend Dave in Denver sent me a link to his new site a few months back and I put it on my favorites list. I check in from time to time and think that he raises many good points about issues that are important to me, but receives back a lot of juvenile nonsense and foul sexual humor from his immature friends. I'm hoping I'll have better luck than Dave in the quality of responses I might get from you my fellow bloggers.
I'm not sure what this blog will discuss or accomplish but wanted to throw my hat in the ring and see what might happen.
Beamis was my hillbilly name from way back in the day when all respectable Zion field rangers at the Oak Creek Dorm possessed such a moniker. They had their first re-union this year and plan a second for Las Vegas next year. The photo is of me playing a stringed instrument during a recent moment of treasured leisure.
Future blogs may be about travel, nuclear testing, the war in Iraq, geological discoveries, funny situations or how much more beautiful some women keep getting the longer you look at them.
The title of the blog is a line from an old Dylan song I loved as a kid:
Buckets of rain
Buckets of tears
Got all these buckets comin' out of my ears.
I like buckets.