No really, I'm on the internet

So I may have prematurely called a few people to let them know I have a site. Sure it's not ready, but it's exciting! And perhaps, during slow pauses throughout my day, I went to my own site and gazed lovingly at my own name. My sister understood immediately. Her initial reaction, "I want a website." Well of course you do. Your own little plot of real estate out in cyberspace. Who cares if no one ever comes to visit; never bothered Thoreau. Gives you time to sit back and ponder things in cybersolitude. Like a retreat.

I visited a good friend today who is pregnant. There is something about being around expectant women that feels like magic. I recently heard a comedian talking about how he couldn't compete with what his pregnant wife was doing on a given day. As in, he took out the trash, she made some lungs. I wonder why more ancient cultures didn't revere pregnant women. Probably the hormones; does us all in.