Just Shelley

Dart in the map

Recovered from the Wayback Machine.

I’ve had a couple of weblogging buddies ask me where I’m thinking of moving to. The honest answer is, I have no idea. I’ll have to give notice at my apartment the first of June, and move by end of July. That’s as far as I’ve gotten.

I’d rather spend my time writing or walking or taking pictures or playing with technology or driving Golden Girl around the countryside. I’m in the mood of leaving the thinking to others most likely wiser than me at this time.

However, I only have a few weeks to make a decision so I need to get going. I could use the scientific method of sticking a map on the wall and shooting a dart at it, but with my luck it would continue hitting San Francisco. Or Antarctica. Or my butt.

Here’s a new one for weblogging — in 20 words or less, where should I go and why? And please, no answers of “…to hell”. I did that already when I went through puberty.

Winner gets an autographed copy of the weblogging book when it comes out. See, a prize. Only the best from Burningbird for my friends.

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