Nickerblog: Weblog Day 1. Why would anyone do this?

OK, so this is a blog. I guess people do this instead of diaries these days, but it strikes me as odd. Why not just write in a personal diary? It seems so egotistical. The first "Blog" I ever read was www.wilwheaton.net. Wil is a fellow ACME Comedy guy and I think the URL to his site was in a company wide e-mail or something. Anyway, I checked it out. It was weird.

I knew Wil the way most people do...from "Stand By Me" and "Star Trek: TNG." At that point, I had never met him and so it was odd to see someone you grew up watching in movies being SO HONEST with whoever cared to check in. The other weird thing was that he had (and HAS) a blog FOLLOWING. Forget about fans who remembered him from movies and TV, these were people who were now addicted to the WilWheatonDotNet guy. It may have been his leftover fame that brought them there, but they stayed because it was good. I'm envious of Wil's ability to be so honest with himself and with strangers. It's one of the hardest things in the world to do. Anyway, my hangup is: who cares what I'M thinking? Most of the time, I bore myself, let alone whoever happens upon this rambling. I don't know. Maybe we all need to feel like whatever we say is important...or maybe it's just cathartic. Either way. I guess I'll try it. I've wasted time in much less productive ways. The way I look at it, if it gets me writing...it's gotta be ok.

Lucy is almost a month old. People say it goes fast. Strangers tell me that, friends, EVERYONE. "Don't blink because it goes so FAST." I'm sure it does, but I still can't help but wait for when there seems to be a little personality in there. Right now it's like non-stop damage control. When the crying starts...stop it. That's the key to babies by the way. Try to minimize the crying. So far, being a Dad is like having an elaborate pet. I know how that sounds...