I've always been wary of 'Blogs' -probably because I don't like the word. Think about it. This is online media, immiment, worldwide potential to spread not the word, but your word, to say what you like, when you like and however you want to say it. Because that time is here.

I'm not even into middle age yet-at least by my definition of the phrase. Yet I can remember when communication was an A4 pad and a Berol pen. And hardly immiment...yet here we are, able to divulge our thoughts to the world. Instantly. And what is the facility called? A Blog. Blog. For goodness sake, what sort of word is that?

Blog. How many sexy items are out there are called "Blog"? The Porsche Blog for example? Else the latest Blog spacecraft, set to orbit Saturn and do so at inconceivable speed. Then there's the famous footballer, multi capped for Spain and Barcelona, David Blog. And so on...doesn't fit, does it?

It's a horrible word. Its something that Picasso would paint and then throw away. If it was food, it would be encased in lard. If it was drink it would taste like lard.

Blog.

It even looks ugly on the page. Its only vowel is the most dull one of the five. And it begins with B. I've never liked that letter. The alphabet would be better off without it, quite honestly...A, C, D, E, F etc etc.

I've no need for it...the letter B (b) I mean. Its not in my name. There are fifteen different letters in my name for example. That's nearly 60% of the entire alphabet. And no sign of a B (b).

Blog.
Blog.

Yet here I am starting one.
Bloody hell.