Why the hell do people start blogs, anyway? Most of the blogs I read involve everyday events, filtered through a brain hyped up on caffeine, or a love of taxidermy, or general insanity. They are wonderful, weird, and occasionally inspirational. And with (almost) every post, I'm thankful that the author found place to share their lives and, in doing so, wrote in such an entertaining way that it makes me laugh out loud (or sob, depending on the entry).
Well, this is MY little corner of the Internet, so I'm going to do something amazing with it. I'll be hysterically funny and a good source of stress relief, which means I'll be lowering blood-pressures all over the place. That heart attack you didn't just have? Yeah. I'll look for the thank-you in the comments.
Or maybe this blog will turn into the ravings of a thwarted megalomaniac. Hopefully at some point we'll figure it out.
