Two years ago today, I began blogging, not knowing where it would lead and surely never imagining I would still be at it two years later. Oh well. It all started on my 2MB of alloted AOL webspace. Wow, that's primitive. That's not even old school. That's more like preschool. It's sort of like reading a third grade book report by a young Bill Shakespeare... or nothing at all like that. Hey, that reminds me of possibly the greatest SNL skit of all-time:
"Now, young man, what do you want to do with your life?"
"Actually, Matt, I kinda wanna be a writer."
"Well la-de-freakin-da! We've got ourselves a writer here! Hey, Dad, I can't see real good! Is that Bill Shakespeare over there?"
"Well, actually, Matt, Ellen and I have encouraged Brian in his writing."
"Dad, I wish you could just shut your big yapper!"
Anywho, I guess we're having a bloggiversary party all day today. Woo. Somebody bring the Chumbawamba CD.
Today is also 05/05/05... freaky. And the other night when I laid down, my cell phone read 00:00. I thought, "I must be at the nexus of the space-time continuum."
"I had somebody else once, and she just gave me one try. And second chances these days are so hard to come by..."