tumbling into the 21st Century

Computers? Blogs? Internet? what am I getting myself into? Give me a good old Dunkin Donuts napkin, paired with a commerce bank pen, matched with a bumpy Chinatown bus ride...and that is my usual definition of a journal. My thoughts get jotted down and then carelessly get shoved in a marble copybook or in the bottom of my purse. So here we go...now my thoughts can end up here to not get lost, and who knows, maybe even get read by a few people.