I’ve been persuaded. The numerous articles advocating blogs for every journalist have persuaded me that it’s time to create my own.

But as the naturally suspicious daughter of two lawyers, I can come up with a long list of reasons why writing a blog is a terrible idea. Identity theft, being blacklisted by employers and shady deals with deposed Nigerian kings. That’s three right there.

So here are my ground rules:

  • I’m not going to write about my job. Journalism in general, sure, but no details from my workplace.
  • No details about my personal life that I wouldn’t want my grandmother to read. And since my grandmothers are in Irish Catholic heaven, they are watching me at all times (or so I have to assume.)
  • All naked pictures of me are going to be password-protected. You know, if I ever take any.

Oh, and to all future employers: I work a mixture of nights and days, so don’t let the timestamp fool you; I’m not typing this at work. I promise.

Now once I get you all to sign these release forms in triplicate, we’ll be on our way!