This Blogger's Personal Philosophy of Bloggery

When in the course of human events it becomes necessary for one washed up and defrocked History Teacher to admit that he has nothing better to do with his time than what everyone else is doing, a decent respect to the opinions of other bloggers requires that they should be able to escape his blog with haste lest they be exposed to conservative notions, old fashioned ideals, and quotations from Jeff Cooper. Towards this end, a capital letter X has been installed for your convenience in the upper right hand corner.

However! Since this page (which hopes to be promoted soon to Squire) is to be observed only by close friends and dear relations, it is also expected that the Blogger's personal curmudgeonliness will be taken lightly by said friends and relations and that those who read it (hereinafter referred to as "the blog-ees) will exercise both a sense of humor and great patience with the Blogger.

It will quickly become evident that the Blogger doesn't have a clue what he's doing out here in Etherland. If he is successful in sharing anything in a legible way, all credit should go to Mrs. Blogger, aka Sheryl. Any failures, misprints, or catastrophic accidents are entirely the fault of the Blogger.

Finally, let it be clearly understood that what you expect from this questionable character is probably what you'll get. Lots of quotations about how the world ought to be and more quotations about times and places when it was that way will be evident here in abundance. The Blogger's unalloyed love of History, Biography, Photography, Music, and accurate firearms will be lavishly smeared across these ethereal locales. The quotation at the top of this page will remain, possibly forever, and possibly just until something else appeals to me more. Semi-permanence, I believe we call it. Other quotations will be shared in a brief, casual, almost devil-may-care manner, often disappearing when one least expects it. So, in the unlikely event that he sticks one in there that you actually like, you'd better jot it down in a hurry. More later.