Mission Statement

Mission Statement? Really?

Well, not really. Actually I have about five or ten minutes before I have to get my zen on*. So the idea that I have time to write a mission statement is absolutely silly. The fact that I'd even bother to write a mission statement for a blog in itself is pretty damned silly too (unless YOU'VE written one-in that case, how super cool of you! ...I'm just lazy, and a bit critical of such things, and I care, but not enough. I save my caring for bigger things I suppose. It's all relative. ...what was I saying? Oh right, my mission statement)

So my statement, which isn't one driven by a mission, is this:

This blog is junk. Good junk though. Like the kind you find at yard sales.

I've got a lot of stories to tell. I live alone. I'm allergic to cats. So, World Citizens (who care enough to read my words) you're the recipients of my blatherings. So sit back (or if you're like me, sit hunched) at the computer and squint your little screen-burned eyes at my written thoughts.

And by the way, you're welcome.

*Getting my zen on* refers to me taking the time to center myself, quiet my mind, stretch and breath before I work with a massage client. This is a good phrase to remember, and you're welcome to use it as your own (but only of course you really ARE getting your zen on. Otherwise, I'd like at least an honorable mention, if not money)

You can send checks to:
Crystal McLain, LMT
5 Bristol Pines Rd.
Bristol, ME 04539

...and did I mention, you're welcome?