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(Warning: if you're looking for any sign of intelligence, look elsewhere)
I get my best and worst ideas in the shower. Case in point: there I was a few minutes ago, washing away the sudsy remnants of a hellish day, when the thought occurred to me. "Hmm, maybe I should start another blog. Maybe call it Bob Blog Glob". If for no other reason than the alliteration made me laugh my ass off. (Hey towards the end of the day, things have a way of seeming funnier than they are. Work with me here). It could be a place where I jot down my quick, mindless thoughts that have nothing much to do with anything really. Yeah, why don't I do this?
Because it's already been done in some little thing called Twitter. (Why am I not on it?)
Oh right, 'cause it's addictive that's why.