First Attempt

Okay, here goes nothing.
I feel like a jackass right now doing this thing. I'm not usually one to do these sorts of things. So for all you legions of followers, don't be surprised if this blog ceases to exist in, say, 24 hours.
I went to this blog that is from the POV of Jesus Christ today-actually like 10 minutes ago. Freakin hilarious, I'm telling you. It's www.whatwouldjb.blogspot.com
Good stuff.
It is what inspired me to embark on this little ditty. But I have a feeling it takes a great deal of patience and consistency to do this, and neither of those qualities do I have in any great quantity.

Question: do you ever have that gnawing feeling in your gut and/or head? It's kind of boredom, mixed with anxiety, mixed with depression? You don't know where it comes from, or where it's going, or if it's the result of something or just some bullshite that is in there. Well I got that, in my gut right now. It's been there for a few days. I hate it.

Anyway, what am I suppose to write about? Is this suppose to be more for the person writing than for the person reading? Does anybody ever really read your stuff? Why would they? Should I have a gimmick? Am I just "talking" to the great world wide web as if it were a friend of mine sitting across from me at Starbucks?

Anyway, if anyone reads this, go buy the book Blue Like Jazz by Donald Miller. Just...go...do it.