There are a hundred blogs on the internet for every seven pictures of a kitten, according to a report from the National Office of Bogus Statistics. The report does not specify which kitten.
This is my blog, a place to put my odiously self-important blatherings about things trivial, glittery or salacious. I'm not setting out a clear agenda, so it's difficult to say what shape this blog will take, but given my preoccupations you can probably expect a lot about low culture, celebrity and current affairs, with occasional blasts of wet liberalism. What I won't be writing about is my food diary or how depressed I am, and you won't have to risk running into any memes or poems or the lyrics to a song that really say a lot about where I am in life right now. I'd like to update daily, but I can tell you right now that that's not going to happen. Let's see if I can manage three times a week.
As to the title; Billy Zane is not my lover. This is a simple fact.
Thanks for passing by. I hope you enjoy the blog. If you don't, I'll have to resort to posting pictures of a kitten.
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