going public

This is my first crack at blogging, so I'm going to put forth some rules for myself, things to keep me from becoming stymied by my own ridiculous idea that perfection is necessary or even possible.
1. This blog will never be perfect.
2. It does not need to be original, or smart, or funny. Or have correct spelling. (Sounds great, right?)
3. This is an expression of opinions not expertise (no matter how truly right those opinions may seem to me at the time).
4. In the words of a great blogger, if it stops being fun I won't do it.
5. This is not a blog exclusively focused on writing, pop culture, art, music (definitely not music, I can tell my embarrassing misunderstanding lyrics story another time), cats, or my baby. But I may talk about any and all of those topics.
6. This is a blog about stuff I like. Things that make me happy. Things that make me angry. I'll leave it to the good people who read it to decide if it is about more than that.
7. One can not stop at list at 6
8. Potatoes
9. I may post multiple times a day or every few months. Got to keep readers on their toes.
10. A public journal is a very strange endeavor and I'm sure there are thousands of articles about the narcissistic tendencies of our culture and our need to be seen by the larger world, there by considering ourselves some form of famous. Gross. And I am forever behind the times when it comes to this sort of discussion. But I know this: writing with an audience in mind is a dangerous thing that can lead to bad writing and ego-mania. Editing with an audience in mind keeps a writer from putting out utter garbage. Blogging: life on the razor's edge, clearly. As I learned recently from my ridiculously smart brother in law, I am very attached to an outmoded model of media consumption, and as a writer, my place in that world. So this is my first step into the modern era. I am moving into the future. I am a time traveller. Bring on the ego massage.