What is Wanduta? Who are we? Why are we here? Why are you even here? All very pressing questions.

But more importantly, what the hell is a blog?

If you used the word blog before the Internet was invented by Al Gore, it would have conjured up images of swampy marshland in a Dickens opening chapter (because it sounds like “bog”), or you would have figured that the person was describing a symptom of a bad hangover, as in, “it feels like I have a blog in my gut,” or “I can hardly see straight through this blog in my head.”  It may have also come up in scatological conversation, as in “dude, you have to come see the blog I just cranked out in here.” Anyway, today a blog is not that much different.

There are so many blogs that you can get lost in the thick of them as easily as one could get lost in a bog (although you won’t lose your boot wading through blogs like you might a bog).  People write them hungover.  And they are usually full of a lot of crap.  We have no delusions that our blog will be any different.  If we did we would have used a different word to describe it.  We might have called it a Blo(o2)g (a blog with some extra oxygen), or something totally different like The Word. We didn’t.  Because it is just a blog.

Truthfully, and like all bloggers we think our blog is going to be all cool and refined. Are we tripping into the same pitfall as every other self-indulgent wank with a blog? Perhaps. But we haven’t even told you anything about Wanduta, or what this blog will be.

Couldn’t hurt our chances.