This would be Bob’s first entry into blogness. Bob is not sure about this. Or anything else for that matter. That is why it has taken Bob so long to get around to it. The blog frightens Bob. The blog does not come with the usual cadre of editors and copywriters who protect Bob from himself. Bob is afraid that, a week into it, he will let something slip, I don’t know, a revealing story from fourth grade geography—a month later he’s blogging his head off about the bowel movements that control his very life. So you can see Bob’s dilemma.
When Bob was a kid only girls kept diaries. That was fine with Bob. He would have been too lazy to keep one anyway. A blog, he figures, is like a diary. Except that your little brother finds the fucken thing and shows it to the world.
To say that Bob is fearful is the understatement of the year.