The First (Real) Post

This is the first real post (as apposed to the ‘last post’). I'm typing this and now you're reading it. I guess that's about as much reason for blogging as I can imagine. I mean, really, what's with this blogging thing? If you don’t have blog it’s like, ‘What? No blog?’ And they look at you as if you don’t have ears or legs or something.

Suddenly everyone on the planet has come out of the closet and fancies themselves as some famous well-read journo / author / writer type. Personally I think it's a craze. It’ll pass. Last century when the whole ‘internet’ thing happened, everybody was rushing around learning H-T-M-L and ‘building a web-page’ with pictures (awful) of their newly-acquired baby / puppy / motorbike. That’s so 90’s now. And besides it was hard work – all those tags you had to learn and Javascript menus you had to maintain. And what’s more you had to think - ‘this content goes here, that content goes there’. Now with blogs – well – you don’t have to - (think, that is). You can just plonk the text on the page, un-structured, un-formatted, un-everything. And people come in droves to read it. And you’re famous (well, sort-of).

It’s so easy now. Type. Copy. Paste. Blog. Read. I can see it coming: “You know, in my day, when the internet started… blah blah … we had to… blah blah… now you kids have it easy…”