Foot wear is a close second, and I'm still barefoot.
I could write about love, but I've done that soooo many times before, and really, who wants to read about it?
I suppose there is a story needing telling about Facebook, and what it has been like to make lots of superficial connections with old friends. I wish those connections were deeper, and I suppose they could be, but that would require some sort of effort.
So, I guess I'm just going to have to start on a sputter. Sput. Putt. Put-put. Sputter. And there you have it, A Blog Named Bucci has roared to life.
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