Quickly! To the upstairs!

I'm sure this is how most blogs start, out of boredom. It's how mine is starting and maybe someday yours, if you're bored enough. Until then consider yourself lucky you haven't experienced this level of boredom. A boredom so deep, so maddening, that you turn to putting your thoughts on the interwebs, thinking that some how it will make them more important. I think that's the overarching flaw of blogs, or of the people that write them. Just because its easy for others to read what you wrote doesn't make your ideas an more important than they were when they were swimming through your head. In fact it cheapens them, taints them with the sent of manure, and makes them less important.

But I am the exception.

"But how can this be? My diatribe on the state of celebrity in America was snarky and well informed and used at least two pop culture referenced per sentence!" You ask with a huff and furrowed brow.

I am the exception because I know none of what I say is important, at least not yet. But soon, someone will start following my blog. And then, someone else. And maybe a third person. At this point I will call for my followers to rise up and cast of the shackle of society. Then my words will have meaning and purpose. I will lead you all to the upstairs where we will eat pizza rolls, watch Phil take down GoldenEye, and know what its like to be free.