Welcome, worldwide audience!

Ok, I'm being a bit facetious. Chances are,if you're reading this blog you're one of the frequent readers of Julia Sweeney's blog. I was/am a regular reader there; it's a great blog, one of the few I've read that really gets me thinking. Problem is, her blogs are so interesting that they get people talking...and talking...and talking. As I commented to her, her blog reminds me of the philosophy parties I had as a phil major in college, when people would be arguing in my living room and I was just waiting for them to go home so I could go to bed.

Anyway, I set up this blog so I'd have a place to carry on discussions with people I meet in the other venues I frequent. And, if no one shows up, to engage in scintillating soliloquies about my life.

And the title, Wombasta? That was the word offered for verification when I was setting up my Blogger account. I have spent the better part of two days trying to come up with an untaken clever name for my blog and recognized instantly that this was the solution to my problems. (My husband is warning me that it probably means something obscene in some language. No doubt. Apologies in advance to any who are offended.)

OK, bookboy, I'm expecting to hear from you. I do want to say about the Ernest Becker book, Denial of Death, that although I personally had problems seeing myself as the provoker of "horror, terror and contempt," I do understand that there is a lot of material in the book which has obviously been of great value to many readers. I recognize that it is, if nothing else, a book which makes an attempt to lay bare the fears and assumptions from which we suffer--and that is a noble cause.

(Do I sign this here? Well--here goes--)

Rebecca