The Creation of a Monster

"So what is it that you want to do?" 

He reclined in his chair, comfortably seated on the fact that he has a job, a career, a paycheck with fancy benefits attached.

"Well, I like writing. I like food. I like traveling. Somehow, I would also like to make some money doing that."

I knew how that sounded... hardly profound, altruistic, or practical, but I maintained eye contact with The Suit.

"Do you blog?"

"Not that I know of. But I have considered how Carrie-Bradshaw-of-me it would be to start; Little Girl, Big City, and some serious Macintosh product placement. How en vogue!"

"Well blogging is the new calling card."

"Like Youtube is the new audition?"

"Right. So start. Like, yesterday."

And here I am. Hardly a Sex and the City episode, but at least it's in writing and on the world wide web!

So... Friends, Relatives, countrymen, lend me your eyes!

I won't promise that I will update daily, considering I like living my life more than documenting it. But I will go so far as to say that I'll stop by here occasionally, as long as you do the same. 

Your efforts to visit will be rewarded with recipes, slices of my sometimes hysterical existence, and whatever else makes for remotely interesting content.

To be perfectly honest, when I tried to think of what I would write about on my fine piece of cyber real estate, the words of my father came to mind: "But who's going to want to read about you?" 

Nice Dad. Appreciate that.

Hence my blog's name, So what, Who cares?

But there are those of you who may be interested... who are most likely devoted fans of Big Brother (television program and creepy Orwell literary metaphor) as well... and so to you I say, Welcome!