Where does one begin. I find myself cringing as I type, because there's a small part of me that realizes in spite of all my protest, that yes, Virginia, this is a blog, and in posting this first post, I'm taking the initial step that leads to a journey of a thousand miles, and I have no idea where I'm going. But wait, that's not why I'm cringing, rather, it's more because of the sense of pretension that accompanies the posting of this missive. For whatever reason, I feel like I've given in to something, surrendered some secret part of my soul to the other side, waved the white flag and sent up a flare, and now I'm sitting on a desert island somewhere in the middle of the ocean waiting… for what? Not rescue - although maybe that's exactly what it's about. Being rescued. And I didn't even realize I was lost.
What nonsense. Let's cut to the chase and quit dilly-dallying. A) Blogs are, by nature, pretentious pats on the backs, written by those who have this need to bare their soul to the electronic universe, hoping that someone, somewhere, will actually read what was written down. B) Even though I say this isn't a blog, a part of me knows it is. C) There you go. But enough of that.
In the beginning, I wrote these mildly amusing - let's call them articles - which people found to be mildly amusing and which helped in my quest to raise money for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society. Then I stopped, because the season was over, and some of the people who found the - let's continue to call them articles - actually expressed disappointment and wished I would continue to post my musings. So here we are.
I hereby solemnly swear to make a weekly posting at this site, and will make every effort to continue to write in such a way that those who were entertained before continue to be entertained, those who have yet to be entertained begin to be entertained, and those who were not entertained… well, who cares about them anyway, because they won't be reading these, will they?
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