Welcome to My World

The substitle to this heading is, I think: The Moleskin Club.

Some bizarre things happened this weekend, including (the serendipitous?) encountering and re-encountering of a complete stranger at 4 different points at Sandton City...More on that (maybe) later.
On pure happenstance I bought myself a black Moleskin notebook...and only did so because Leslie wandered into a shop and I suppose I found something to do while I was there.
Today in a Workshop Moleskin notebooks came out of the woodwork, literally it seemed. Which also suggests, workwise certainly, a round peg in a round hole.

I enjoyed today particularly because it was about my pet thing, blogging. It is obviously one way that a person with virtual no resources can 'talk' to people they know or don't know any where in the world. It is quite a powerful thing, that me inputting my thoughts here, and publishing them, means anyone, anywhere - whether it is Fiji or Iceland, can click on their computers in their offices or bedrooms and read and see what an individual did over the weekend in Johannesburg, a place they might otherwise never visit (or even think to visit).

It also provides the curious Netizen with the opportunity to virtually visit, at very close quarters, the lives and times of people in New York or Nieu Nethesda. I find that tremendously exciting, although obviously the limit on how exciting it is depends on how exciting the person is that is loading up whatever it is they are loading onto the net. Which is a good thing to bear in mind, I think, whoever you are. Is it meaningful, is it worth knowing, is it interesting whether relevant to me or not?