Mom's are so freakin' smart. She always told me, "Don't run with the crowd." Yet, here I am- choosing fonts and colors, with her maternal words echoing in my burning ears. This is a moment of great disillusionment for me. But it seems my cynicism only goes so far. Still, sixteen years is a good run. What? You don't know how long blogging has been around? Me either. But meet my friend Wiki, and his little brother pedia for a little blogging history. It is my only prayer that no one ever reads this as I venture tentatively into these murky waters. Truth is, I am the kid at the edge of the pool, leg awkwardly extended, foot cranked, and toe delicately dipped... question is- will he jump?
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