A brand new day with lightning bolts and ambulance sirens

Soooo... There's a beginning to everything (however, I am ready to discuss the possibility that there is no such thing as a beginning or an end as the whole thing takes place on the same ring of changes etc etc now hand me my beer you twit-faced scholar and crack the volume up on the telly set cuz I can't hear what Wesley's saying to his now-ex g/f turned eldritch goddess with blue hair...), and as things stand, this is the beginning of my blog.

But why?

You keep a low profile, you date chicks, you break up with said chicks, you have your share of blissful ignorance and your elusive thoughts about the afterlife (or beforelife, depending on the dimension you choose to dwell in), smoking your occasional herbs and suchlike, and wham!, a whole new idea grows out of the ground, and before you know any better, most of your online buddies are sharing their thoughts (or lies, or whatever they wish to share) on these... ahem... blogs. (Now, blogs... Bee ell oh gee... Sounds kinda funny, ain't it? Like an old 2-pass engine from an antediluvian Trabant.) So, even when radioing in from the Valhalla (you just can't imagine the costs of a broadband connection from one realm of existence to another), I felt compelled to start sharing my twisted little thoughts here.

So what gives?

Enjoy.