My eldest son showed up with a tee shirt to this effect one day:

 I loved the…

For some time now I have chided myself for not chronicling the random and not so random thought that courses through my brain on a daily basis.  A child of the "teach English by forced journaling" era, perhaps I believe that every thought must be put to print lest you deprive the future of your all importance consciousness.  Or perhaps, like everyone else in our current narcissistic culture I believe that my thoughts and ideas have meaning beyond the confines…