An attempt at commitment

Well, I have given up on myspace completely because it's loud and spastic nature was not inspiring me at all. I have switched to facebook pretty much exclusively, but needed somewhere to blog, when I was so inclined. I'm hoping I will be more often. While I've never considered myself a writer of any sort, I have always gone back and read diary entries or opinion papers and been rather impressed they came out as well as they did. That, and since I haven't kept a journal since college, I feel like an outlet to try and put my thoughts on "paper" would be really helpful. And why make it a public blog, you ask? Well, it is doing it in the parlance of our times and I certainly don't plan on writing anything so sordid it would bite me in the ass. Myspace was a place for whiney complaints about work, but I'm hoping this will be of a higher caliber.

As for the title, it comes from Anne Rice, specifically Memnoch the Devil.
It was the beginning of Anne Rice's more intense study of Cosmology and Theology which eventually lead to her return to Catholicism and her decision to "write only for the Lord." While, I can't hold it against her, her life had some very tragic turns, I must say that as an avid fan of her vampire erotica, it's really disappointing. I have only read her first "Christ the Lord" book and it was not memorable. I will have to give it another chance, the third one is coming out this year. Anyway, Lestat calls the world a Savage Garden. Is there a plan, a higher purpose, an order to it all? Or is it random and dangerous and prone to atrophy? I truly do not know. But I think it's an accurate way to describe the world we are living in today.