Holy Crap! I have a blog!
Okay, I'm sick of everyone in the world having a blog except me. I think my own mother has a blog now. Blog this, blog that, Blog Of The Year, "blog" as Word Of The Year, one blog is created every three seconds or maybe every seven-and-a-half seconds (I've seen both), blah blah bloggy blah.So I finally realized that being way behind the curve on the blogging revolution doesn't entitle me to procrastinate further. My dream is to write; for a variety of reasons that dream is on semi-permanent indefinite hold, but through blogging I have a temporary outlet for my uniquely demented viewpoints and other freakishly, mindlessly random thoughts and scribbles.
However, this is just but Phase One of my Pinky-and-the-Brain plan to take over the blogospheric world and avail myself of all the perks thereof, like getting carped at by third-rate columnists, getting paid a fat advance to write a book, or, perhaps best of all, those sweet, sweet blogging groupies.
But I'll lay all of that out later. Right now I'm just focusing on making this a bearable place to spend several minutes in cyberspace.
You know what? . . . The hell with it. It's too early in the morning. I'll leave it until I wake up. Now that I have a blog, I'm entitled to procrastinate again.
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