Pangs

Well, I'm having my first advice columnist pangs of regret and I've only just answered my second question. I posted it, and then deleted it when I started considering how many friends might have been miffed by my response. I need to think about that, and about how much I should self censor. In the meantime, this is the Bono-like disguise I'll have to wear when I'm skulking around town hiding from (1) people who hate neologisms, (2) fans of Cuba Gooding, Jr., or (3) anyone who happened to read the last post before I deleted it!

So, this is where I do my blogging. "Do my blogging"....as if I'd been at this for years, on the forefront of the blogging revolution. This is my third posting! Anyway, here's my desk, advice central. Maybe it's strange to post this picture, but I once found it hard to click away from a web site I'd happened upon that was nothing but pictures of people's desks. Am I the only one who can get wrapped up in voyeuristic curiosity about someone's office supplies? Speaking of voyeurism, I'm all for reading other people's personal blogs, but I'm oddly reluctant to spread the word about mine. Which defeats the purpose, I realize. But for all of my apparent extroversion--and, honestly, that's a ruse--this public diary thing is a bit of a stretch. So, I need to scare up some advice-seekers and get down to business.