Excursus

The fact that anyone and everyone has a blog is sort of baffling. It's not too hard to understand that a person might feel they are so important and/or interesting that their life shouldn't be chronicled for the entirety of the internet to read. On the other hand, people divulge so much information in their blogs, like they would in a diary, that they would never even bring up in real-life conversation.

What is it about the honesty of the blog? Is it simply misplacing trust? Hiding behind a false sense of anonymity? It's one of those weird realizations that some people come to after it's mentioned in person-to-person contact. Hey, people actually read this.

And that's another thing that I am still not entirely sure about; why do people read other people's blogs? Most of us are boing, regular people with nothing new to say or give an opinion on. We may chat about the latest episode of our favorite show, how much trouble the cat is getting into, or maybe just some cock-eyed rant about the people who are annoying us that week. It's a practice in minutia. The truly exciting people are out doing stuff instead of writing it all down day-to-day. Then they write books about their exciting lives, because books are the more respectable form of written expression. They are also the most lucrative.

I guess that's what makes this whole exercise weird for me. I try to be honest. I try to write about interesting stuff. I try to be consistent. I don't try to advertise it, though. I'd rather it spread through word of mouth. That part is up to you, dear readers.