blogger's block?

Well, who would have thunk it? I finally start a blog (after pestering from any friend of mine who is five minutes younger than I) and now I have nothing to say.

I realize the irony.

I have to admit it - this is pretty cool. I realize I'm officially old now that I can think of other things I want to do, though, besides play on my blog. My first impression of blogging is, that while it in some ways seems to link the world together (I found the coolest dude called Afriman last night), it also seems to divide. How do I know who I'm talking to? How do I know who has read what? Does it start to effect personal conversations because I've already shared my thoughts and now I don't have anything to say face-to-face?

It seems to me that we're headed toward the wierd alienated popularity that the famous must experience. Everyone out there thinks they know you because they've read about you. In my book, that doesn't count for real knowledge of someone's heart and mind and soul. A great way to share recipes or communicate information, sure. But to build relationships or live real life? I'm not convinced.

Maybe I've become an introvert after all, or maybe I have grown comfortable in my privacy. We'll see how it goes.