I really like that part in the Julie & Julia trailer when Amy Adams says "I can write a blog. I have thoughts."

Because what is a blog? I feel like it's become so taken-for-granted, and become so normal. Or at least, pretty commonplace. Very few people raise an eyebrow at the word blog, or at least don't bother to ask.

I think they've also become sort of a cherished idea. There's this idea that they're exciting, very of-the-moment, a potential gold mine of inspiration, of words and ideas. You hear about people "buying" someone's blog, or modeling their life after a blog they read. Forming group blogs, online book clubs, things like that.

To me, it's weird, and probably overblown.

Blogs aren't really anything. At least not anything new. They're just a bunch of thoughts, a bunch of words, only instead of scribbling them on paper, instead of them bleeding through margins, they're organized in font on a screen. Instead of being kept secret, or at least revered, they're accessible to anyone. We're such a vulnerable generation, and we're spread very thin. Nothing is really kept to one's self. They're a bunch of thoughts and ramblings all competeting with each other for attention. Every person's individual thoughts are crammed up against one another, in a battle to overcome anonymity.

Not that there's anything wrong with it. It's normal to want to think, to want to write. It's normal to want your life to make sense. A blog is just the newest form of a timeless idea, and it's just another example of our naked generation.