What Do You Want From Me?

It’s 3:58 a.m., and I’m probably not thinking straight, but I don’t want to call this a blog, or a web log.

Yeah, I looked it up. The internet is blazing fast this time of night.

I’m not trying to be argumentative about this acronym, but following the status quo is a lot of work, and in the wee hours, my ideas are the best ones around. This is why glog makes more sense. A log with a goal.

Goal + Log = Glog.

Simple arithmetic. Don’t question me. It’s 4:05 a.m.

What are the goals for my...GLOGS? (Stop rolling your eyes)

1. To entertain you. To entertain me. I love writing, and someone once said I was 78% amusing. (It was me)

2. To learn, to present a different viewpoint, to think about the same old thing in a new way. I promise not to lecture, though I may push you out of your comfort zone a little. Relax. It might be good for both of us.

3. To keep it short and sweet. I’m not going deep here. I’m trying to make you smile.

4. To ignore, for a few minutes, the rules of grammar, sentence structure and writing etiquette. My stream of consciousness needs a badly behaved outlet.

5. I can’t think of more goals right now. I mean, what the hell? It’s 4:16 am. What do you want from me?