Why I love the blogosphere

I used to think that blogging was kind of silly. I have come to love the blogosphere. I love reading random blogs. How else would I see a sensitive Russian teenager's photography? I could have translated the text in oh, about 10 hours, reaching back thirty years to my old Russian lessons in high school, but the photos told the story. How else could I read about other people's struggles with epilepsy? I wanted my son to read them too. It might help him to see he's not alone. He still lives in the land of denial (me: honey, read some of these blogs written by other people like you. him: those f***ing people aren't like me!^ end of subject^) How else could I discover all the other women out there who also feel invisible, even with their own families? It is not something I am currently experiencing but I remember the horrid lonely feeling I got when I realized that nobody was listening. Best of all, the blogosphere allows escape into pure fantasyland when I get to peek into the life of the irrepressible mrs.bg. Little does she know that I have a burning crush on her husband! But then again I see that a lot of women of all ages and sensiblities seem to love bg. How does she handle the jealousy?? I'm sure I'll 'tune in' for another segment and find out. I'll bet lots of women are always coming on to her man. He has a certain combination of characteristics that drive women crazy. Of course, he's married and I do not approve of chasing after other women's husbands. After all, it only causes other women severe pain as I well know! Anyway I'd love to see mrs.bg kick some skank's ass. What fun.
See, now I still think blogging is a little bit silly, but hey, it is a great way to connect with people all over the world and see that you are not alone. There's really nothing silly about that , is there?