The Word is "Weblog"

O.K. We'll give this a try.  I never thought I'd get to stage where I'd be prepared to write a blog.  That's not to say that I don't already have a blog elsewhere.  I do.  It was set up in order to demonstrate to students how to do it.  Each year, I make the new lot create one and add to it at least once a week.  It's an act of cruelty on my part but one which, unlike throwing bangers at pigeons when I was a small boy, nothing of which I am ashamed.
Most of the time, like most people, not a great deal happens to me.  Thank God.  I have thoughts but they aren't of moment nor, I suspect of any inerest to others.  However, I do take part in forums of various kinds and I suppose this is just like contributing except that no-one is prompting a response and no-one is likely to take up the argument.  A bit like being mental, then.  The blog is my own little bus shelter where I can sit and ramble to myself whilst everyone shifts a little further along the seat and develops an interest in advertising hoardings.  I assume people can reply so that would be nice. 
I intend to write when the mood takes me or at least once a week when it doesn't.  I shall have to do it when sober because of the libel laws but that's the only other determining factor.  
I shall finish with a little vow.  From henceforth, in any posting I make anywhere on the interweb, I shall refer to this as my "Weblog".  It's guaranteed to annoy the yoof.  And that's mother's milk to me.