B'reisheet

Breisheet there was a vast expanse of web. And therein were created letters on the page, which letters begat words and sentences, paragraphs and thoughts, musings and the occasional recipe. And it was good.

Hello World. My name is Jonathan. Jonathan Daniel Edelman. I've heard it reported that bloggers were very nearly voted 2004 "Persons of the Year" by Time magazine, only to have George W. Bush snag the title as his own. How, you may ask, did that happen? How could it not!? Heck, anyone who can be reelected president after starting a fraudulent war, turning a federal budget surplus into a staggering deficit and--this is good--sending Martha Stewart to jail while Ken Lay remains free to terrorize bankrupt Houstonians deserves to be Person of the Millenium! Way to go George.

But I digress. Bloggers were almost Persons of the Year, and I identify with "almost". Once, for example, I almost won the state lottery. Yep, I had four of the six required numbers and missed getting five numbers by only one digit! Mmm hmm, I almost had five of the six numbers needed to win the lottery. Another time I almost missed the chance to grow up when I almost "bought the farm" with a head-on collision on a dusty country road in Wisconsin. Good thing my friend Todd grabbed the steering wheel or we'd almost have been road-kill. As you can see, I have a well-deserved affinity for "almost".

Now, of course, by starting a blog--officially, as of today, being a "blogger" (how au courant is that!?)--I was almost voted Person of the Year by Time Magazine! And I didn't even have to start a war.

For years I've wanted to keep a diary. Or get some of my op-eds published--I have several which are almost complete, and one brilliant piece which the New York Times audaciously declined. But blogging is so utterly immediate! While the The New York Times saves extra space for the apocryphal bamboozlings of Jayson Blair, I can already have published to my blog which could potentially have a wider circulation than the Old Grey Lady, herself. Take that, Sulzberger, you old so and so!

One thing's for sure. I have plenty to say. And, for now, this is as good a place as any to say it. Stay tuned.