Hellooooooooooo out therrrrrrrrrrrrrrrre (echo…echo…echo…), and welcome to my blog!  (Dead silence.)

Anyone out there?

Not a soul?  So that means I can write whatever I want in this, my very first blog entry?  Because no one’s reading it?  Kind of like a tree falling in a forest and all that?

You know what this means, don’t you?

I can curse with abandon.  (Judas priest!  Cheese and crackers!  Bass hole!  #%&*#@!  Shoot!  Freakin’ A!  Holy chigger bites, batman!  Oh, my heck!  What the Sam Hill’s going on here?) 

And reveal my deepest, darkest secrets.  (Did you know that the summer I was ten I lied to the town librarian about how many books I’d read in the summer reading program so I could win the contest?  I only tied for first, though, because my best friend “recounted” in her head after she heard my number and magically arrived at the same number as me.  You know who you are, Jessica.)

And streak from my room to the laundry room to find clean undies in the dryer.  (Streeaaaaaaaaaaaaak.)

And choose my big bloomer Hanes Her Ways because they’re more comfy than the sexy silky ones.

And reveal that I don’t really have any sexy silky ones to choose from.

And post this picture of my bed, which is unmade right now, much like the rest of my house, which I wouldn’t let you into if you dropped by unannounced.  Instead I’d just be very still and pretend I’m not home (even though my car is in the driveway).

And let my cats not only jump on the kitchen counter but sleep there all day.

And misspell stuff.  Its okay, your not reading this, anyway.

And turn on my “Beauty and the Beast” soundtrack and waltz around my living room with a broom.

And…

Say what, Mr. Web Designer?  You’re saying people can read this later?  Like a tree falling in a forest where no one’s around but they’re just outside the forest in the city and will hear the reverberations?

Anyway, folks, just testing to see if you’re awake.  It appears you are, so, um, forget everything you just read?  And welcome to my, er, blog.