A cowardly new world...

I used to believe blogs were the ultimate expression of self indulgent egoism… then I came to realize what my friends already knew: I'm incredibly self absorbed that this would be a perfect vehicle to showcase it.

It also provides an exellent alternative to a journal. I love writing, but pen and paper pose significant challenges to me. There is a general consensus that I have the worst handwriting in the history of Western civilization (and probably Eastern civilization too.... Kanji are surely harder than cursive, something I never mastered). My clumsy block print is often mistaken for a 3rd grader. Grocery store clerks frequently ask “Is that yo’ real signature?” Sadly, it is.

I’m a political junkie and the '08 election I finally jumped head first into the blogosphere. But for some reason I tend to steer clear of serious ones that reflect my views ( Daily Kos, Huffington Post, TPM , etc.) in lieu of the irreverent ( Wonkette , Rumproast), the psychotic (Townhall , Hot Air), the bizarre (I Blame the Patriarchy ) and the retarded ( The Confulence , Puma PAC). I feel guilty giving those guys hits, but I get bored reading opinions I already agree with.

Another good thing about blogging: I can lie. I’m a lousy liar in person. I have several tells and they’re pretty obvious. I’m not so good with secrets, either.