I'm new to blogging, but it seems to me that people use their blogs as a voice for: a) Their inner Philosopher (Life, Politics, Religion and such)
b) Their inner Fanatic (A dedication to Hello Kitty or Matt Damon, ick!)
c) Their inner Poet (Ode to the Gum Wrapper in the Gutter that I thought was Beautiful)
d) Their inner Smartass (a true sarcastic delight ie. Coalition to Blow up the Moon)
e) Their inner Biographer (as if someone other than our close friends, who know everything about them, will actually read it)
Insatiable Curiousity demands that I try blogging. It also demands that I ask how the hell cows can get fat when all they eat is grass?
2 comments:
I suppose I fall under the inner biographer category. You should just call your blog the abandoned cabin. It just works my friend who is currently at the other end of the country. Cows get fat because stupid farmers feed them the remains of other cows. Otherwise they would be trim vegans.
Poor pups. I wonder if the people at PETA would be happier if at least the cows we ate were vegan? It would be a step in the right direction my friend who lives in Canada over there.
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