And so it begins

I have a foreboding sense that my entry into the blogosphere via a Google tool is condemning me to the pits of privacy hell...exposing myself to the microchip in the brain path...big brother is monitoring every fart and burp...well, so B it...monitor away you single synapse morons if you must...at this point I've ingested enough of your fluoride and your Bisphenol A that I'm pretty much hooped anyway...

...and so I begin to craw my way out of the abyss...