Boy. We're getting old. [Updated]
Originally this was going to be an entry saying, NO, I changed my MIND, you should NOT blog, and WIL WHEATON dot NET is why.
(Read the "disclaimer" and then go to the bottom of that page and look at the links. STOP, Wil.)
Then I said, Naw. I'm mean at heart but that would REALLY be mean. Maybe it would also be motivated by jealousy at such a robust web site.
And then I read around and found out Wil Wheaton is THIRTY YEARS OLD. (Or, um, older. I don't know when what I read was updated.) (And MARRIED too. To a WOMAN. Both of which are beside the point. But still.)
This seems odd to me. This, after all, is the same day I noticed Johnny Galecki ("David" on "Roseanne") is 29.
And then I remembered that I'm 25 and don't feel a day of it. Certainly not when it comes to maturity.
Then of course Wil Wheaton's new book, "Dancing Barefoot," doesn't look very stodgy, grown-up and mature from the cover.
Hmph. Once again we're all just overgrown children until we're, what, 35? Boy. What a pain.
... And then of course even though we may be "grown-up" none of us knows how to spell, punctuate, or construct a proper sentence anymore. ... But that's another story, nothing to do with Wil or Johnny. ... My apologies, gentlemen. ...
...I know. You didn't take any offense. ...
... Enough ellipses, anyone? ...
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... Scribbled by Bill T ... 4/30/2004 03:18:00 PM ... 
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