In the beginning there was a post, and it rambled

In general, in first post blog situations such as we now find ourselves, the in vogue thing to do is admit utter ignorance. From "I'd never thought I'd be a blogger" to sheepish admissions of "I have no idea what to write, and this sort of self-involvement is at opposite ends to my true nature" there's a popularity for admissions of amateurism in the intro posts to just about any blog.

But I'm not going there. Don't suppose that I think myself above any other poster, I'd never partake in (or at least never admit) to any such egocentricity. Instead, a little too honestly I suppose, I admit that I'm no stranger to the tap-tap keys of these public semi-diaries. This is in point of fact my fourth blog.

The difference in this one, at least so I have it in mind, is that this shall have a purpose put past my randomly assigned rambling and ranting (this first post being the exception rather than the rule, I assure you). Think of this as a public work journal for my continuing education, and if something I happen to be musing about from one class or another or an altogether other experience happens to spark your interest, all the better.

The topics will focus on politics, poetry in specific or literature in general, philanthropy, public service, and/or whatever subject I'm ingesting in work or leisure at the University of Illinois. You can expect something actually constructive towards this aim in my next post. Till then fellow salty explorers of the inter-sea.