My brazilliionth try at this

I've started blogs and abandoned them more times than I've been to the dentist in the last few years.  I've redoubled my efforts at daily journaling countless times and then ditched it 'cause I'd rather sleep an extra half-hour or watch TV or fuck around on the interwebs then commit my useless thoughts and boring (in)activities to paper/pixels for posterity.  Seen a million faces, rocked them all.  Et cetera.

Now, though, my waking hours are mostly spent staring at a computer screen in a sucky office in a soulless federal building.  In the interest of using my brain to produce something aside from deportation orders (don't ask), behold.  My, like, 85th blog.

I will say, however, that I was an early adopter of the blog format.  When I studied abroad in college, which was 2000-2001, I had my first blog, where I posted pictures of my drunk self and my drunk friends and stories about the stupid shit we did.  The only reader was my mom, and I quickly bored of it, mostly because my photo editing skills sucked ass (and, well, still do).  So kleahy.scribble.nu died a sad death.  Sorry, mom.

Anyway.  At the urging of The Itchy One, this will be a Blog With a Purpose ("BWAP").  He's got a good fucking point, really; "random thoughts" blogs usually blow.  I mean, I love you, Kevin Smith, but seriously.

So, here it is.  This sounds really fucking awful, but people not infrequently tell me that I "know everything."  This is patently, baldly false.  I am, however, a bit of a know-it-all -- not because I really think I know everything, or even a lot of things.  It's because I can't not find out what things are/mean.  I cannot possibly be the only person in my (claustrophobic) social circle who has this particular proclivity.  I look everything up.  Like, everything.  I have an intimate, committed, and slightly pathological relationship with Wikipedia.  The only thing I insist that my parents leave me in their (joint) will is the really nice set of encyclopedias.

It's serious.  And now it's very, very real.

So.  Every day, the Aforementioned Itchy One will hit up Wiki's "random article" button and IM me with the title.  We'll see how much I really do know.  Which, seriously, isn't much.

The only rule is that I can't look it up before I write a post about it.  Rest assured that the bulk of these posts will be complete fabrications and uneducated guesses.

Let the shames begin :).