This is probably my second blog post ever. I have often heard that blog posts are like children, they require your love and understanding for a while then they are off on their own. I don't think this is at all true. The only similarity between children and blog posts is that I've created less than five of them so far. Am I a bad person? Yes, but it isn't because of how I approach blogging. I don't blog just to blog. I'm not big on the idea of flooding the world with useless information. Does my opinion matter on anything? No. I am not an expert on anything. You could find someone who would analyze me better than I could analyze myself. I would read what they blogged about me intently, but never something I blogged about myself. Would anyone read anything I blogged about myself. I guess that remains to be seen.

I have blogged once, ever. Some would say that this blog is that one time that I have blogged, ever. The people who would say that about my blogging would be right to say that. Interesting note about my blogging, in every single one of my blogs' sentences the letters g, b, o, and l are all used. This fact is disputed by many, but I can assure you as the source of my own blogging that it is entirely true. If anybody reads this blog, I will be surprised, and I don't mean the pleasantly kind.