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All about Miasma of Musings
What is Miasma of Musings?
Miasma of Musing is the elucidations of a mind that may not be quite normal. They are the opinions, thoughts, fantasies, and inspirations of a man playing with a 6 deck shoe and being a few cards short. To his credit he knows some of the cards that are missing, he just doesn’t know when they go missing. And of course he misses the mark most of the time starting with one idea and finishing with a completely different idea. Schizophrenia is pronounces in his ruminations. Sometimes he is serious, politics and the world view take front and center until a cool record comes along and he does his usual bad job of reviewing it. Other times there are he is playful and sexy, but let’s face it, nice think brown bags for the head are useful at such times.
How did Miasma of Musings Start?
Well, in the summer of 2005 the blogging on Adult Friendfinders became extremely problematic and censored. HarshawJ, one of the prominent bloggers on AFF at the time, decided that there needed to be a place that people could write and blog in the same sexy manner as on AFF but without the censorship. Seeing as he has the skills to set up such a site, HarshawJ vowed to create such a haven. Thus, after many months of work and a ton of specialized scripting (to prevent the under 18 crowd from peeking in) Miasma of Musings was finally open to bloggers to write whatever they wanted.
At first it worked out real well. Aside from the editorial control that had to be reigned in (mostly to mark entries as “adult”) and resizing pictures so they didn’t blow out the blog format, MoM had built up a fairly good set of writers that contributed on a regular basis. This was exactly what we all hoped would happen.
But, after a few months, the posts started to wane and in the end it was only me, HarshawJ (aka Dad). After a year the last person to post other than me had posted four months prior, I alone was contributing entries and finally told everyone that as of last September, MoM would be a one-man blog and I locked all other bloggers out. After that since there did not seem to be any complaints I eventually (six months later) removed all the old posts by other authors and thus completed the conversion to a one man blog, MoM.
So where is MoM today?
Well, if you are a regular visitor to the site you will notice a few changes. First is a stat counter for no one else’s benefit than mine (I like to know how many people come to the site.) Also, there are a few ads there with more planned. Why? Because if I can pick up some spare change along the way maybe it will pay for this vanity publishing.
Finally, it is still here to relieve my mind of the silly notions that come to it, but also to try new areas of writing and literary experiments. I plan to put my short story (Truth Inc.) online, in full. Along with that the follow up stories for all to enjoy. Recently I have gotten into an Aesop thing and have been retranslating them and updating them adding some commentary and morals where they are needed.
So, who knows where it will go or what other bright ideas I can come up with, but wherever it does goes, it should be one heck of a ride.
Who is HarshawJ, or is it Dad, or Sigmund Freud?
Ooo… you want to know a biography. You want the deep, dark and twisted details of a man on the edge. Let’s see what I can come up with…
I was born in Los Angeles on a cloudy and rainy day. I remember it well, especially that crack on the ass. Hey I guess I deserved it, my mom was crying out in all kinds of pain, so I guess I was a bad boy from second one! That’s how I got the stigma of black sheep in the family.
The next day I was taken home and put into a barrel where I was cleaned, fed, and educated through the bung hole. Again, I remember those 18 years well. One unforgettable day was when after an earthquake my family had to replace the top of my barrel because a slab of cement broke through it and almost crushed me. After that they pulled the nails from the barrel, dumped a bucket of water on me, shaved everything off and set me loose on the world, never to look back on the kindness of my upbringing.
Boy it was fortunate that I found that van down by the river with the keys in it ready to drive, otherwise I would not have had a place to live. I do wonder why that fat guy was chasing me as I was driving away. Maybe he wanted all those self motivation books back.
I promptly took various odd jobs to support myself in college and the dating scene. I admit I was a bit of a nerd; after all I had never really laid eyes on a woman, so it was all experimentation for a while until I figured out how to be with that species and not get slapped. I guess I am better at it now, they slap a heck of a lot less often and in much better ways.
My career has been a mixture of retail sales and management, computer technician and programmer, artist and advocate, shyster and insurance salesman, and general roust-about. Currently I am doing things like filling and rearranging beer displays, working on computers and writing science fiction short stories, lecturing at UNLV on Artificial Intelligence as pertaining to cognitive psychology, and collect cicada for the Clark County Vector Control department (they are very tasty in a Merlot sauce.)
And that just about rounds out who I am, except that I have a daughter, sing barbershop and opera, do photography, tell stories, drive, have an ex, have a girlfriend, sit around in bars, blog sometimes, collect interesting biological specimens, like ectoplasm and wander about aimlessly.
See, just you ordinary barrel raised citizen.
So Dad, where do you see yourself going?
That is a hard question because nothing is certain. But, I see myself running to the bathroom with a big book and reading for a while. After that I should end up in my bed at some time around 11pm.
Looking further down the road I think I will partake in a drive through the southwest in and about the Grand Canyon. Then, maybe I will travel the world and to Mars. If I get lucky I can hitch a ride to Beta Triangula and visit the natives there and understand their reverence for a small green lump of putty that tastes similar to a mix of pork and banana chutney.
Finally, I would like to be around for the great Gnab Gib. Experiencing this would answer all the questions I have and then I can peacefully pass on to another dimension to begin it all again
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