In a vain attempt to remain hip and relevant in a world that is moving at the speed of a fat kid after a Happy Meal, I have entered the blog-o-sphere.  I have battled the crashing waves of popular culture and less popular friends, standing sure-footed upon the blog-less plains.  I have no idea why I chose this day to give in to their technological whimsies.  Perhaps it is the mysterious, yet vaguely familiar bursts of light pouring through my windows (my wife said it is called sunlight), that has me optimistic about such an endeavor.  Then again, an under-cooked slab of meat from last night could have opened my body up as the personal science lab for renegade bacteria who now control all my sensibilities.  Who knows?