Long-winding first post

Hi,

I like the idea of a closet, where I can stuff everything in I want to keep. Unlike the real closet at home, it will never be full and I will always find everything I put in there (I hope). I'll use this virtual closet to store everything that I find interesting (at least everything suitable to being stored in a virtual location, like a text, a thought, an article, a picture or even a recipe).

I've always been a collector, and what better closet could there be? I'll find everything by typing a few letters and nothing will tumble down on me! I can close the doors whenever I like and pretend it's not there, I don't have to clean it (yes!!!) and it won't take up space in my flat. It won't cause me trouble when I move (and I tend to move a lot) and will be accessible from around the world, waiting for me to get back to it whenever I want to.

I've thought about calling this blog "Blue Rhonda's Cabinet of Curiosities", inspired by antique cabinets of curiosities or their modern descendants like those of Robyn Swank (http://www.wickedswank.org/cabinets.htm), because I tend to take interest in curious things, but then I thought that might be too posh a name for a site that contains my everyday musings, among other things. After all, it takes a lot of effort to arrange a beautiful cabinet and I won't put too much effort into this site. Like I said, I really want to stuff things in.

A last reason, why I chose the word closet is because of the phrase in the closet. Usually one thinks of a blog as network hub, a place where lines cross and people expose themselves to the public. However, as the majority of blogs are scarcely read, and mine will be no exception, I'll really rather remain in the closet than displaying myself. To be more precise, I will expose myself to my eyes only, having this bunch of thoughts and ideas and never uttering a word about them to any living soul. A living soul in my real life, that is. (Well maybe I'll make an exception if the stars are right.)

Ok, all this sounds terribly self-obsessed and I suppose I am. Then again, why else would you start a blog, except for those service blogs out there like http://veganmenu.blogspot.com/? (And they probably only provide the service to draw attention to themselves and their lovely little lives, hah! Or they use it as a closet, in that case a place to store vegan recipes, just like ... well, never mind.)

By the way, I'm not a vegan, but this still is a killer site. The pics always water my mouth, but I'm not sure I can aspire to that level of cooking. (I've never tried - or even read - one of the recipes. I just guess, they are complicated.)

The beginning of this post sounds pretty grim too, and I'm not always. (I'm currently searching for a job, a better job, that is, that might be one of the reasons for my current mood.) And as you've found out by now, I'm a big fan of brackets and long ramblings and stream of consciousness writing. (Writing it, not reading it, thank you very much. Well, sometimes I like reading it too.)

And I don't particularly like, but can't help analysing myself. By the way, have you noticed, how I've started writing this blog as a sort dialogue even if I don't think anyone will ever read it? Strange. (Well, not a real dialogue actually, more a teacher that brabbles on to class where noone pays attention. In this case, you could probably say, almost all communication is like blog-writing! Well no, that's not true.)

Oh, and the last thing, that you've probably guessed already, is that English is not my mother tongue. I like it though, so I chose writing in it, though I don't know if I can or will keep it up.
So that's my excuse for my spelling and grammar mistakes. What's yours?

And I feel that I express myself differently than in German, my mother tongue. I think thoughts and write sentences that would never have come to my mind in German, I really have a different voice. So if I ever needed a proof that language forms consciousness, I'd be able to watch it in my own life. I don't need a proof, mind you.

Oh, and I plan to link to some science articles, so it might be worth checking in every now and again, even after this first post. Thanks for witnessing this closet's painful birth! ;-)