Minus another fifteen points from the Academy. Face it,they'll never let you in.

Blogging, much like everything else digitally communicative, stokes an inherent suspicion in the gut of my generation. It is kid's stuff, possibly unsafe and worse, hints at multiple Grand Guignol-esque follies like overt-nerdiness, celebrity-infatuation and, in the very worst case scenario, self-incrimination by way of the TMI sin. Basically, it lacks so much intellectual gravity as to be a negative mark on the scale.
I started this blog a little over three years ago with these apprehensions securely in place. So it is that this, my 500th posted web log, is a surprising development ripe for a nostalgic and self-congratulatory flurry that I will only partially indulge. I will simply say that this format has kept certain artistic and literary pretensions alive through the winter of my earlier thirties.
For this, I am grateful.