After a few years of MySpace blogging I finally decided to try something new.  I won’t lie.  I’m trying WordPress partially because there’s a good iPhone app for it.  I know, I know. There’s CellSpin also but that app never opened on iPhone.  DOA every time I tried to launch it.

But what’s that got to do with the price of tea in China.  Nothing.  And lots of it.  I like to blog because I like to write.  It’s an outlet, mental exercise, and fun, especially when there are conversations to be had.

I’ve heard people snidely (whiplash) imply that blogging is just a way for attention whores to satisfy their egos and clog the internet with the unimportant ramblings of nobodies.

I say, write!  Dance, sing, tell stories, write poetry, make music.  Express yourself anyway you can.  There’s nothing more important than the unimportant ramblings of us nobodies.  Some of it sucks, yes.  Some of it is offensive.  Some of it is dreck.  Some of it, I wish we could erase from all time and space.

But in the end, we are our stories.