Blogs scare me.

At least the idea of creating one does.  For many different reasons.

What do I blog about?  Will anyone care?  Just how much will I obsess over each post?  Still, if nothing else a blog serves as a journal of sorts and I like the idea of documenting what I've been up to, no matter how mundane.  I've never been very good at the traditional form of journaling.

I've read lots of "expert" advice saying that blogs should be focused in order to be successful.  Evidently, the broader the blog the smaller the number of people that'll give a rip.  The problem with that, for me for you (just a little American Idol humor, dawg) is that the narrower the blog the less I'll give a rip.

I love reading and writing.  I love good food.  I love drawing, painting, music, dance.  I love graphic, interior, and exterior design.

If I had to boil my interests down to a single statement it would be this:  I love art.

Period.

In all forms.  (Well, most forms.  Ke$ha perplexes me.)

So I'm going to go with that.  I may eventually assign different days to different topics so it's not complete chaos, but I'll be bored inside a month if I stick to one topic and I'm pretty sure that an abandoned blog would be considered even less successful than an unfocused one.

Back to that question about how much I'll obsess over my posts? Apparently, 45 minutes on a 200 word rambling wonder.  I plan on getting over myself as quickly as possible.

Final thought for the day:  I'm impatiently waiting on the arrival of an antique steamer type trunk and it has either stopped to enjoy a post-Mardi Gras bon fête or else nobody's bothered to update the tracking info on the thing because it's been sitting in New Orleans for a day and a half now.

Ugh.

Pictures when UPS deigns to make an appearance.