To Blog or Not to Blog

Today I received a call from my mother. "We love your blog," she said. "You need to convince your brother to start one. Here, I'll put him on the phone."

[ME]: Uh, hi Alex. Start a blog.

[ALEX]: Let me tell you what I did last night........................[this is abridged because I was not actually paying attention so I don't really know what he was doing last night. I did hear the phrase "ridiculously tired" several times though]........................ And, when I get home, if the power is back on, I am not going to start a blog.

Well you see, Alex, the blog is not for you. It is for me, so that I don't have to tune out your monologues every time I talk to you on the phone because I am on my cell phone trying to back out of a parking spot without running over an old lady. Instead I can read them (or skim them) at my leisure. I am sure some of them would be a lot more interesting than whatever it is you were trying to tell me you did last night. And if you'd blogged it, I'd know what that was.