Ta-da, the Penninsula

Well, here we are. I'm in Mountain View, CA, and you're wherever you are, and having survived the official Worst Move Ever and settled in to our tiny little corporate apartment with the cats and Phil and about 1/100 of our personal belongings, I am entering the Brave New World of blogging. Not such a new world, at that, but new to me, and a place I haven't even been all that aware of until recently. The reason I'm doing this is because 1) I am always looking for any opportunity to get my words out there, in any form and by any means; and 2) I am dearly hoping that, having gotten my words out into the world in some sort of semi-public way, they will then get noticed by someone, somewhere (perhaps because one of you lovely people will send them along somewhere interesting and useful) and I'll get published, or at the very least solicited to share more words somewhere else more public, and even more official; and also 3) because I am planning to overthrow and destroy the publishing industry, at some point, and I thought it might be a good idea to start firing up the website I'm planning to use for that; and finally 4) because my friend Doug sent me the link to blogger.com, which makes the whole thing so easy. Doug did this, for the record, in response to my email newsletters detailing the Worst Move Ever, and since I got lots of other positive reaction to those from other friends, as well, just as I have for other, similar postings and emails and weekly paycheck memos, well, I thought what the hell, why not take the plunge.

So there you go, and here we are. Of course, at this point I feel horribly trite and uninteresting. If you're still reading, we'll assume you don't agree with that, and I'll imagine you cooing, "No, no, you're brilliant!" and forge ahead. One imagines that an initial posting of a new blog should perhaps contain chirpy predictions about what's likely to appear there in the future, but I can't think of anything drearier than chirpy predictions, so we'll skip that. Suffice it to say that you'll read what I post, and be happy with it. I'll try to keep the enraged ranting to a minimum, or at least be entertaining about it. You catch more flies with honey, or in this case, a silver tongue, if catching anyone is the intent (and that sounds rather deliciously kinky, doesn't it? Oh good-- we've hit annoyance AND sexual innuendo in the first two paragraphs! Off to an excellent start!)

And so it goes, to quote Linda Ellerbee, who is decidedly worth quoting. I am off to feed the cats, having vacuumed and now succeeded in posting. Whoo-hoo! Life enters a new phase! Blogging Central! Watch out, Random House!

Or something like that. Stay tuned, and tell your friends.