In many circles around which I wander, it seems as though having a blog is completely and utterly not hip. Even more not hip are people who actually update their blogs on a regular basis, particularly those who write about mundane, daily events. What amuses me more is when people belonging to such schools of thought proceed to start their own blogs anyway, all the while trying to assuage their cognitive dissonance by referring to themselves as “lame” for having a blog, continuously pointing out the fact that “it’s not one of those kinds of blogs”, refusing to update on a regular basis, [1] and even going so far as to refuse to use the word “blog” altogether. Because apparently, it’s also unfashionable to actually like the word “blog”.

I think it’s kind of silly, really. Blogs, in and of themselves, aren’t lame; they’re a tool out there for people to use, for good or for ill. Writing about mundane, daily events isn’t a bad thing in and of itself, particularly as there are people out there who can make the most mundane things sound absolutely fascinating, just as others can write about extremely novel concepts and still put people to sleep. And even then, the concept of what’s interesting and what isn’t is all a matter of opinion. [2] Furthermore, “blog” is an awesome word. I fell in love with it back in 2001 when I heard Neil Gaiman saying it on TV. So there.

Oh, and I had a cinnamon bun for breakfast today.