I am a blog

(To the tune of Marius's friends in Les Miserables singing 'I am agog, I am aghast...')

I am a blog, I am a blast
Has evie got a blog at last?
I've never seen her 'ooh' and 'ahh'...

The truth is, this blog owes its existence to the fact that I have an interview in approximately 2 hours and I want to be able to say, 'yes, i have some online publishing experience...!' if this counts...

I did have one 2 years ago when I first went to Oz, but it died from neglect and abandonment. I don't even remember its URL anymore.

That and I have been thinking of a place to spew all the thoughts that come through my brain and won't leave... but how strange to be writing into thin air, to an audience who is nobody in particular, like an ancient Greek orator throwing rhetoric to the waves- the semi-anonymity that gives the illusion of privacy mingled with a desire for self-revelation. What a funny thing a blog is.

Communications studies have always taught me that you have to write with an audience in mind and target your communications to that audience. But here, there is no audience, only the potential for one as I write. The 'death' of the audience, as some postmodern critic undoubtedly puts it.

Anyhow.. whoever you are, if you read this... this arvo... wish me luck!