Red Town

I have a very old laptop.

It doesn't look old, or smell old.. but it feels old. Compared the Apple computers out there now... it is practically an Ancient.
But.

With my Ancient I write.

I write in Microsoft Office Word 2003 - another proof of its Ancientness... and I write stories...

My rusty Ancient can perform other acts...but all of them take much longer than a shiny, new... laptop. But I'm not complaining. Oh no. no. no. no. (once more for completion: no)

I'm just writing.

So. Here you are: at Red Town.
First off: Red Town (this blog) is not a real town. (I used a function of my laptop known as GOOGLE SEARCH and found that there is a Red Town in Ohio.. or something like that.. but this is in no way related to... Ohio.)
Red Town (this blog) is just a blog...and it will either make sense or it won't.


"As for everyone who comes to me and hears my words and puts them into practice, I will show you what they are like. They are like a man building a house, who dug down deep and laid the foundation on rock. When a flood came, the torrent struck that house but could not shake it, because it was well built." -Jesus ( from Luke: 47-48 )