Creative outlets should not be hard for me to come by. There is the band I am in, The Kill Junkies, where I play rhythm and slide guitar. Sing a bit of back-up, also. My beloved Moleskine hardcover notebook goes with me everywhere for a quick jotting of ideas and random quotes I hear throughout my day. Recently, The Current Wife and I purchased a nice, new digital camera, which, truthfully, fulfills two of my passions: art and technology. Delving into photgraphy has been challenging yet worthwhile. Yet, something felt like it was missing. Something needed to be addressed.
Last night, I had an epiphany. I missed The Treehouse, but I did not miss what it had evolved into: long-winded posts about my interests that ultimately left me drained and sleepy. Most of the posts at The Treehouse were written well after midnight, all the while a cigarrette dangling from my lips, and, inevitably, led to sleepytime occuring roughly around dawn. So, to counteract this, The Treehouse is going back to the core. No more set schedules. Gone is the Comics On A Budget weekly occurance. Most importantly, word count is no longer a priority. The Treehouse is reverting back to where it should be. My interests, whatever they are at that particular moment, will be showcased. It is my site, after all.
So, welcome to The Treehouse. Whatever the over-under on me sticking with this is, I'll take the over.
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