First blog

i was talking with a friend online today and the discussion at one point was on the origins of the word blog. i find the word to be very enjoyable to say. I decided to google it and it came up that the first time it was used by a man known as Dr. Suess.

In a 1953 story entitled "Scrambled Eggs Super," Dr. Seuss wrote:

I went for the kind that were mellow and sweet

And the world's sweetest eggs are the eggs of the Kweet

Which is due to those very sweet trout which they eat

And those trout ... well, they're sweet 'cause they only eat Blogs

And Blogs, after all, are the world's sweetest frogs

And the reason they're sweet is, whenever they lunch

It's always the world's sweetest bees that they munch

And the reason no bees can be sweeter than these...

They only eat blossoms off Beezlenut Trees

And those Beezlenut Blossoms are sweeter than sweet

And that's why I nabbed several eggs from the Kweet.

[via BPR]

yes , apparently blogs are sweet frogs. I cant say that i have ever eaten a frog, but who knows? Well at least i learned something today, thank you dr. suess. And i'd like to thank broo khaglund for revealing this cite to me, i do enjoy a good blog. It is a great way to communicate with people in a non-threatening way. i don't feel shy at all right now, but i'm almost positive i would be awkward to talk to.

A Good Start

I haven't written anything in a long time. So I thought I would start again.

Listen to the song Start again by The Electric Soft Parade, because, let me tell you, it is a good song. The first songs that i listend to as a pre-teen were stuff that was on the computer, like some Weezer, electric soft parade, The Flaming Lips, so i was exposed to good material. I have my older brothers to thank for that. Since then, i have become a lover of all things indie and electronic. I love the vibrant creativity that generates from bands like this. I want to have a way to have some outlet for my creativity that used to be such a major part of me. Lately though, it seems like that part of me has been somewhat dying. This make me very sad. There is so much on my mind what with "growing up" and all, that it seems like I don't have time to just walk outside in the backyard and pretend i have a pet dragon anymore. But when i think about it, times when i played pretend, that is when i was happy. Now a dayz, i jsut feel like i am wasting my life away