Mommy, What’s a Blog?

Last week I emailed my address book to get the word out about this site. . .this blog, if you will. And more than one of you responded with a simple query: "what’s a blog?"

blog (blôg) n.

From "Web log." Essentially a journal that is available on the web. The activity of updating a blog is "blogging" and someone who keeps a blog is a "blogger." Blogs are typically updated daily using software that allows people with little or no technical background to update and maintain the blog.

Pretty simple, really. But don’t feel dumb if you hadn’t heard the term, you’re definitely not the only one. Welcome...to the Revolution.

So, can something this simple really be that revolutionary? To this I say that the revolutionary is rarely so complex on its face.

I have had several such conversations with Tom and others in recent days. I’m fascinated by the journalistic possibilities of weblogs, of the opportunities they might potentially open up over time, the humanity that can pour from a post, their part in fulfilling the true potential of the Internets (sic).

Sometime, I would encourage you to check out some other folks’ blogs at random. It’s really fun, and pretty interesting to get inside someone else’s head. Sometimes it’s flat-out disturbing. On the blogger toolbar at the top of the page, click "NEXT BLOG" to be taken to a random blogspot. Or click here. Or better yet, start your own blog!

Because somewhere out there, somebody cares, and you may not even know it.

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In other news:

*First there was Hatebeak, the death metal band fronted by a parrot. Now we have Caninus, purveyors of pitbull grindcore, fronted by, you guessed it, two pit bulls. Check out these lyrics:

"Are we owned by you, or are YOU owned by us? Let's see, you pick up our shit, take us for walks, buy us food, feed us everyday, drive us around, wash us, take us on trips...looks like YOU are OUR SLAVES. Sleep tight tonight, maybe I'll wake you up if I smell smoke. maybe I won't. Remember WE own YOU!"

Such craziness. I ordered their new 7", Now The Animals Have a Voice, from Aquarius. As many of you know, I am both pit bull lover and death metal fan. Our beautiful Crystal is a pit bred from the highly esteemed line of the Notorious Juan Gotti, but she couldn't give a damn about Emperor.

*The Virgin Mary grilled cheese sandwich was snatched up at the bargain-basement price of $28,000.

*Those damn Swift Boat vets are at it again! ; )

* Guilty pleasure of the day: Def Leppard's Hysteria. Never has corporate rock been overproduced so perfectly.

N/P Field Mice – For Keeps