Blog Addict Confesses, Protests, and Possibly Misses Typos as a Result

Blogging is good. I have discovered some excellent blogs. I am forced to practice the art of writing, even if it is not the fiction and poetry that I am supposedly devoted to. I am reading, and that is excellent. But didja ever notice that every blog leads to another blog? And another? And in my world, it's not the high-minded blogs that I stick with - I already read the news in hard print, and I do appreciate those blogs. But when someone is weighing in on or commenting on movie stars, bad fashion, female problems, dumbass men, any type of bad taste, and/or lust, she has my attention. (As far as I know, I haven't yet met a male blogger outside of a comments page, I dunno why.)

Anyhoo, I have an excellent invitation to play dolls and I'm not wasting my goddamn time sucked into the computer and harping on about how fucked up those skating commentators are and how they have a million Olympics web pages but nowhere to write in and say you xenophobic pigs leave the Japanese women alone they were better than the Americans so live with it. Even Scott Hamilton was an arse. I gotta go play dolls, and as protest, I think some of them may be multicultural.