Mission Statement or How I learned to hate the Blogosphere

I do want to make this blog sometimes personal. Sometimes I am just going to write about fun things or pop culture and whatnot but I am going to let my non-readers in on my personal life from time to time. My promise is that this blog will never become about my problems, past or present. We have all seen those blogs: people going through rough periods of their lives and they start the blog about every inch of it. The trouble is their lives become about the struggle. It's an obsession, so much so, that if the struggle abrubtly ends the depression after the fact can be worse then when the conditions that started the depression. This is because we have a tendency to define our lives by the tragedies we have felt.
Most people cannot tell you where they were five birthdays ago, but they can tell you where they were when the towers fell, when OJ was found innocent, when JFK was shot, etc.
I refuse to make this blog another depressing diversion. We all go through strife. Do we really need to read about everyone else's too?

Why?

For posterity. I think thats one reason. The other is to feed my immense ego. Some part of me dreams of people happening across my writing and being mesmerized but since I'm not telling anyone that seems kind of like a longshot. My ego, however, is sated by the dream. My other dream is my grown daughter reading my thoughts. I want her to see the things that we cannot and do not say. I need to be personal. I need to be fun. I need to write. Aila, should you someday read these things, I hope you get a little piece of me out of it. These are the things that your dad thought about....Sorry.