Ugh...time is the fire in which we burn

Soren was so right (that's an oblique sci-fi reference, and so is the fire title)

I don't have time for this! Emails, MySpace, blogging there, blogging here! And all that on a time-limited library computer! And trying to have a life on top of that, as well as a career and household and meaningful relationships. Dating in and of itself is about as time consuming as all the others put together!

I'm not fussing at anyone for anything, but damn!

"Ooh: Shiny!"

I apologize for the plebeian quote from the recent X-Men Origins: Wolverine movie (saw it, but only casually), but it was the first thing pop into my fron. (That's an oblique Stargate quote, by the way, and wasn't as casually invoked www.gateworld.net/wiki/Fron).

Anyway, I felt like vocalizing my reaction to the pleasing result of my first blog post on this site.

When I was posting, I wasn't sure how I wanted to tread the fine line of personal romantic issues within an otherwise sterile blogging environment. I flatter myself: my composition is much too flippant to ever be considered purely scholarly. And self-delusion is unbecoming. Therefore, it is going to be a continuing effort to brave the treacherous waters of sexuality within my chosen context of sobriety. Many, many autobiographers and authors wrestle with just these issues. Immediately, Asimov comes to mind (despite my boundless admiration for the man).

With this new objective in mind, let me just say I am a big fan of the female form. I have heard people say that the subjective physical qualities of a prospective romantic interest are (and should be) completely irrelevant. Perhaps, but to them. I have seen other people who feel that "beauty is only skin deep, but that's deep enough for me!" For me, and I can only speak for myself, I consider various attributes of importance: attitude, personality, common interests, feasibility, but in no way discounting looks and general sex appeal. I find it hard to fathom that either extreme is as fully practiced as I've heard, but I'm willing to be a good deductive reasoner and grant that what I cannot conceive may indeed the the fact of the matter.


I haven't gotten to the bottom of this issue, in which the partisans cleave into a camp on either hand, but perhaps by keeping my readers abreast of my thoughts in this semenial matter, and stating my position in a fluid manner, a deeper understand can be reached in the long-term.

Ta ta for now

;-)

Declaration of Intent

I dunno, I just feel it's a good way to start. The Declaration I mean. Maybe 'declaration' is too strong a word. 'Elucidation' perhaps?

I entitled this blog an 'Operation' for a specific reason, coupled with a rather whimsical secondary impetus as well (I considered saying I had a 'good reason' for my nomenclature, but it would be imprudent of me to assign my own ... erm, prudence).

You may have noticed by now that I have a distinct proclivity for verbosity and revel in it to some degree. I have been charged with being uncommonly rude to my linguistic inferiors, but it's not really about that, although I entertain no illusions about the effect I radiate to the various Philistines I come in contact with. (I wonder, when used in this sense, should I capitalize Philistines or no? Oh well...) Indeed, it is my distinct hope that many gentle readers who grace my blog with their attention are in the position to educate me. I sincerely believe that on certain points that is always the case, more with some than with others. Part of the reason I talk as I do and write as I do is that I find new words to be fun. I read challenging literature partly for that reason. Many people do not enjoy a lifelong learning process, and yet many others do. Additionally, composition and oral communication both have a poetic aesthetic that I find pleasure in. Of course, on the off-chance I have readers, they will probably be bloggers themselves, in which case they will already understand what I mean.

Okay, back to my topic du jour. In addition to my proclivity towards verbosity, I seem to also possess a rather large capacity for rambling. I apologize.

Anyway, I call this an 'Operation' rather than a specific label because I have so many varied interests: Natural history, literature (challenging and light reading -- and occasionally challenging light reading), zoology, science fiction and fact, biographical treatments, historiography, kaijuology, theology, board gaming, etymology, and my patented philosophical rants entitled Persistant and Developing Theories of the Universe (PDTUs). I occasionally throw in a personal anecdote or two as well.

I fear I am testing the patience of any hapless soul who wanders thus far, so allow me to conclude without finishing the entirety of my explanation of purpose. I get online rather infrequently, and even then my foci are erratic. How often I update this blog, and how thoroughly, is uncertain at best. I will refer you to my MySpace page (Goodness! that's as redundant as Mount Kilimanjaro!), myspace.com/ox2000

Also, I am learning how to use this thing: cut me a lil' slack.