You're not that smart

A friend of mine keeps saying I should write a blog. Why? Everyone and their Aunt Mabel has a blog. Why should I commit my petty thoughts to the world wide web?
And besides, I'm no writer.
But he bugged and bugged, and so, here we are. Inside my twisted brain. Welcome. The bar is in the back, co-ed bathrooms down the hall to the left and the main viewing areas take up the whole first floor.