My Commitment to Blogging

I can't say that I am thrilled about having this Blog. With it comes a commitment to write often, and commitment is something I've never been bound to. In fact, I don't believe I've ever been committed to anything or anyone, with a few minor exceptions: There's my pornography stash which I wouldn't abandon for the world. There's my son, Waldo, whom I love dearly even if he does seem to have a distorted sense of direction. And lastly, there is my work.
Despite my one true fault in life (lack of commitment), I am always willing to try new things and this Blog sounded interesting. As my friend explained while casually talking of Blogging one night, "It's like keeping a journal... but online." At first I was skeptical. Then I realized that I have always fantasized about dabbling in voyeurism; the idea of a perfect stranger peering into my world, even if it's through a medium such as this. The idea was a turn on for me, not in a sexual way, of course. So, here I am, Blogging my brains out, committed to something other than pornography, Waldo and work.
But alas, the time has come for my departure. I am off to work, for as a great philosopher once said in a great song, "Dance your cares away/ Worries for another day."