I don't have views, I don't have opinions, I don't have tastes or stories. Anecdotes don't pepper my life or the other voice. My philosophies are not to be shared. I don't pontificate on the unnecessary. I'm washed out. I can't write. I don't like to write. Or so you would have thought. Not all of this is true. Some of these though have an iota of truth in them, deep inside them.