You can Google Me!!!

The google thing finally works and if you google the Usual F*wit it tells you I'm a singer/songwriter of.... pop.

Not sure any of that would come as a surprise to you as if you found your way here google probably played a part. In fact if you did find your way here I'd be really interested if you could post a comment and tell me how.

I started writing the blog as it says on a website that its a great way to get listeners, but how does that work.

Is it that out there, the other side of this screen, there are browsers ravenous for new blog content? Then these same people will listen and spread the word of my musical wonderments?

On the downside you can't google the blog yet for some reason (working on it) and even if you could how does it know to send the hungry blogees to my site? There must be a gazillion other blogs out there.

I estimate that 3/4 people below the age of 20 have a blog, and that probably drops to about the 1/4 by the time you get to 50. That means that there are approximately 2 billion blogs to choose from across the developed nations.

How many opinions on toast are there out there? Let's face it "toast" must be in the top 10 blogs. No one is ever going see this...

Which leads me to think I can write anything and get away with it. I think I already said this on a previous post that has actually been read (but that was by word of mouth).

I've now got this disquieting feeling that when you blog, you are sharing a part of yourself and that the "machines" feed from this like some sort of psychic vampires. Then the more you blog the more of your sole they feast on. Eventually you become a nothing, just feeding the blog each day but hollow in the real world.

The same has been said before of people who spend too much time in front of the camera, that it eats their souls. The same again has been said of our mobile phones. Eek!!!

Some people refer to their phone as their baby, and now you know why... because it's feeding from them like a new born baby!.

Meanwhile you can google me (yeah baby).