So much to say until...

Why is it that I always have so much to say, until I actually take the time to try to say something? On that note, I will attempt to get my first blog published today (blog is Hungarian for ramble, right?).

My friend Sam has inspired me with his blog, Here's the Thing. It is a peek across the miles into his mind, and it never fails to make me laugh. I won't even dare to dream that
(a) what I write will be as intuitive or entertaining as Sam's
(b) anyone will actually read my blog
(c) that anyone will actually be affected by it

I mean if noone is reading it, it's pretty much impossible for (c) anyway.

In no way do I expect this to be a therapuetic outlet either. No Peyton's iPod cast soft of thing if that's what you were looking for. 10 points if you know the reference.

In essence, I am promising absolutely nothing with this blog, and expecting absolutely nothing. OK?

Also, what is it with blogs the size of small novels? Is this normal? Is it what the average blog browser expects to read? I don't know that
(a) I care that much about anything to invest that kind of time
(b) that my opinion on any given topic deserves that much space
(c) anyone would really want to read that much of something I've written

Let's face it, I'm a boring person and I love it! Routine is the essence of me and Diet Coke is the essence of life!

So, what should you expect if you happen to be reading this and you happen to come back?
1. Obviously, lots of lists (okay, I'll try to steer clear but no promises)
2. Shortish blogs (the boring factor)
3. Lots of references to Sam's blogs - they crack me up!

There, done. Maybe now writing these things will get a little easier. Maybe Sam will show me how to post pictures. Maybe I'll win the lottery and quit my job so I can blog full-time. Then again, maybe not.