I'm on my lunch break, and decided to do a swan dive into the whole blogging thing. I wonder when the "the whole _____ing thing" thing will pass away. I think it will go the way of the "he's the cat's meow" of the 20s, "far-out" of the 60s, and "radical, dude" of the 80s, but you never know. It could become something like the "cool" of the 70s, and hang on indefinitely. Hope not.

Anyway, I like to do the whole writing thing, a fact which, I have determined, will not be comprimised by the number of humans who like to read me. Oh, who am I kidding? I hope to have a fan base the size of a small Caribbean army by Easter. As long all of you don't expect me to chant "down with the Bourgousie!" or site passages from Che's Autobiography.

I called my blog site wryspace because, to be cute, I was going through all the things that rhyme with "MySpace" and came across the R. I almost went with "RyeSpace", but realized that that particular grain has nothing to do with me, except that I like the occasional Reuben (sp?). That's not enough is it? Then I thought I'd be ultra-cute and change the R to WR, and mislead my fan base into thinking I'm witty enough to deserve it.

So, hi all you fans out there. Actually, my plan is not to try to be funny all the time. Not even most of the time. I think I'm not going to try to be anything at all. The fact is, I love words much more flowing through my fingers than through my mouth, so I think my grand plan is to just write and see what happens.

See you next time. Who am I kidding? See ME next time.