In putting together this blog, I was trying to figure out how best to use it as an expression of my thoughts. I am still trying to work through what thoughts I want to share, what part of my life I want to blog about, and how to filter those thoughts that are more private or personal. The thing is, I can never know who is reading my posts (unless, of course, I require everyone to login, which is probably more troublesome than it’s worth), and the only confirmation that anyone has read a post is if you are kind enough to leave a comment (which I truly appreciate).
Actually, in using WordPress (thanks to Elijah for finally getting me to try it), there is a function where you can password protect certain posts. I’m not sure if that would work or not. It seems kind of strange to only password protect particular posts, why not just create a private blog separately.
I also have another channel (AirSet) to express my thoughts directly with my wife (see, I’m not even sure whether to name my wife, even though all of you that are reading at this point certainly know who she is as well as her blogging persona). I was at first looking for a site where we could synchronize our calendars, and turns out they have a group blogging feature (it’s not all that powerful, but it’s good enough for posts and comments).
I guess it might be possible to integrate all our blogs so that the interaction is more seamless and incorporate some sort of filtering for private posts, but that’s just too much work for now.
For now, I’ll just post what spills out of my brain, and I’ll be learning as I go.

heehee… that was the thing i went thru also. my DH, whom you know, is so paranoid. he said you can triangulate and find out who you are. so on my site, no pix, no personal names (except our kids), and nothing personal to pinpoint where we live, etc. hence my boring verbose blog. also, i have to be careful what i say b/c family reads it too. i agree with my DH b/c i’ve been reading other people’s blog and i know a lot about them (personal stuff) and i don’t even know them. it’s better to be safe than to be sorry.