This post's title is a saucy, pointed question to myself. I've spent my life waiting for something or someone to come along and help me out, mostly because I'm always so anxious to do something for myself.
It's a call to action, not just to write this blog every day but to live, long and well, so that I'll have something interesting to write about here.
I realize no one's going to read this post. I expect that no one will really read this blog at all. But be warned: I'll be writing interesting hunks of life here. I plan to post every day and write mainly about my life, the lives of the people I know, and the lives of people I can imagine. Expect a lot of dirty little secrets, and maybe some dubious fantasizing.
