Hollen's blog: "To Blog or Not to Blog..."

I know that it really doesn't matter, but I am looking anyway. I am looking for Kelly Weide. She used to live in Westlake Village, CA. She used to work for me at a lighting company. Then she moved to Reno, NE and I haven't heard from her since. I think she would probably say it doesn't matter either. Kelly is 32 or 33 or 34. Maybe 35. She is the kind of person that can and usually does get what she wants. Not without effort. What I mean to say is, like me, she knows that everything is attainable. All you need to do is find the right angle of attack. I've been looking for Kelly for a few years now. Guess my angle is all out of whack. So if you know her, will you please tell her that a guy she once worked for, is looking for her. And if you aren't scared, maybe you could tell me how I can reach her.

Think about it for a minute. I mean really think about it. It is what ever is on your mind, right now. Did you think about it? Now ask yourself, "Does it really matter?" Sure it matters, right? No, I don't think so. When all is said and done, it doesn't matter. Save the planet, save trees, walk, don't walk, swallow, don't swallow, fight, fuck, be gentle, be kind, awe the hell with it, shove it in her behind... or his. He probably likes it too. And a week from now, it won't matter. Some of us will have passed and some of us will remain. Does it matter? Nah, it doesn't matter. I could go on and on. But 3 or 4 words into the sentece, I pause to think about it. And....well...it doesn't matter. And I like it like that. Blah, blah, blah, and it still doesn't matter. I wanna hear it from everyone on the L.C. Say it! It Doesn't Matter. A million years from now, big ol' Mother Earth will still be spinnin. Or maybe not but it still won't matter. So smile all. Be happy. Be what ever YOU want. It the 'you' part that is important there cuz it sure in hell doesn't matter to me.