Having a weblog is a bit like being back at school for me. I was always a fairly disruptive child in class, quite possibly irritating in the extreme, but endlessly entertaining to myself. This site is pretty much the same. I update it not because I think I have any great wisdom to impart, but because it amuses me to have a platform where I can spout absolute rubbish to my heart’s content, much as I am right now. The reason I have this attitude towards blogging is because so many others take the format so seriously — there’s a lot of terribly earnest, awfully self-important folk out there — and I’d much rather be the kid at the back of the classroom disrupting the lesson, throwing wads of paper around and not revising for my exams. There’s nothing wrong with the studious approach, of course — for every class idiot there has to be someone down the front paying attention, someone who’ll go and and achieve something (although success in weblog terms is a bit like having a number one single in Gilbraltar; it’s nice, but altogether pretty meaningless) — there just has to be a balance, that’s all.

The reason for all this introspective navel-gazing? If I did have a teacher in the hilariously entitled blogosphere, it would be David Hudson, who introduced me to the format a couple of years back. His own blog has just found a new home (go have a look right now), and is everyting that mine isn’t. It’s beautifully written, insightful and informative without ever being patronsing or overbearing, and you won’t find a single utterly pointless Japanese flash animation anywhere.

In summary, I’ve been messing around a little too much and am not sure I’ll ever graduate. However, just stick me in the corner wearing a pointed hat featuring the letter ‘D’ and I’ll be happy…