Let There Be Blog...

Look Ma, my very own blog! Who would've thought that a small town kid like me could one day have his own private space on the internet that ANYBODY IN THE WORLD can read. Tres cool, no?

Since this is my first posting EVER (think Simpsons' Comic Book Guy - you know, the fat guy with a pony tail? Aw, never mind, Mom, you NEVER get post-1987 pop culture references), it will no doubt go down as the dumbest post in the history of blogs, um, EVER. Regardless, I wanted a space in which to share a few things with, well, everybody, but with you, mi familia, most of all. Things shared may be but are not limited to:

1) My appreciation for all things thought-provoking, mind-blowing, quirky, random, funky, useful, etc, that can be found on the internet,

2) Events in/stories from mi vida sana -- and I'd like you to share yours, too! (see invitation email),

3) My wholly unresearched, unqualified opinion on political happenings,

4) Rantings,

5) Ravings,

6) Nigh pointless and rabid, foaming-at-the-mouth diatribes,

7) My hopelessly bucolic (hey, I like that, instead of "I'm a hopeless romantic, I'm gonna start saying, "I'm a hopeless bucolic"-- even if bucolic isn’t really a noun) aesthetic sensibility,

8) My feeble grasp of the Spanish language (que tonto soy!),

9) Anything and everything.

OK, as I hate "funny" lists and wanna-be funny lists even more, a rapidly growing sense of self-loathing is forcing me to stop. That, and the fact that I have a casserole burning to a crisp in my oven, yea, even as I type.

Wow, casserole is dangerously close to asshole. Never noticed that. I'll have to be careful saying "my casserole [read: asshole] is burning, or "wow, Judy, your casserole [read: asshole] tastes great," or even "Mom, how much tuna should I put in my casserole [you get the point]."

-tn

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