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My Introduction to you!!

Hello there,

For a while I am been wanting to do some writing especially about my life in Istanbul, Turkey. Writing stories here and there, and including some stories from my BBF Glenna.  However I notice that more and more people are writing blogs.  First let me say that I am no expert in writing blogs, so going forward in whatever you may read hear, do understand that (1) we are all entitle to freedom of speech.  I am going to speak my mind about the common sense in our everyday life, because that is the purpose of me building this blog.  And (2) we are always entitled to our own opinion and I am not the not the one to tell no one that they should not believe in what they believe.  Keep in mind that my blog is all about the Common Sense of It All in any topic.

However I find myself analyzing common sense in certain areas like dating, our government and who don't have an opinion about our government, things that are happening in our city and neighborhood, things that I trying to understand the common sense of, and our English language.  C'mon now, I am sure there are a few of you out there who has said to some one "is that English you are speaking?" 'Cause I am always saying this one family member or another.

So I am hoping that there are people like me who are, as we live in our everyday lives, try to make sense of every day common sense.  Even and especially when we witness what other people do, the Common Sense of It All!

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