Amalgamation Station

Fiscal years.  That's how I operate.  My resolutions, if made, tend to come in early September as I feel the year winds down in August and starts anew on the cusp of fall.  This often leads to shock and dismay when I head to the gym on January 2 and there's nary a treadmill, elliptical or even stair climber to be found. 

But, partially in the spirit of the new year, partially because I've been talking about it for months and partially because school starts back up next week and I'll have about as much motivation to get started on a new blog as I will to attend group meetings of apathetic 25-year-old-full-time-graduate students, overzealous transfers from the Huazhong University of Science and Technology and caffeine-bitter sardonic asses like myself, here we are.

This will be a different sort of blog - one that relies heavily on the talents and knowledge of others, their willingness to share and my attempts at curation.   As it stands now, I've got a line up of Skyler on history lessons, Lauren on food making, Dan on home repair (despite him not really, really agreeing to do it - just after 12 vodkas at his brother's wedding) and though I haven't asked my Uncle Tom yet, he's a walking Consumer Reports and I am hoping I can get him to jump in every now and again.  Just need to ask.  And - anyone, with any specific (or not even) things to share, here is your invitation to throw your hat in the ring of contributors with a promised viewing audience of a rocking 16 unique visitors.

And then there are my contributions. Well, I'll write what I'm thinking about, what I see and any interesting discoveries along the way. That's part of my half-baked resolution plan - DOING.  I've been floating along for a little bit now - passively living and engaging, not really giving it (most things) my all.  It's less of a New Year's resolution and more of a coincidental timing thing where I realized I was just sort of sucking at life.

So here we go.  The Amalgamated Me.  And, well, I love the number 13, so on 1.3.13, there's no time like the present.