I'm sure the quote explains itself. Nevertheless, we blog - and psychologists have failed to find a reason why (I'm sure they're working on it, though). So in spite of the utter futility of blogging, I've decided, quite irrationally, to blog. Most likely it's due to the fact that I'm a college student with time on his hands.
Indeed it is the question. And I have answered that question with a vigorous "Meh. Sure. I don't have anything better to do."
Of course, the purpose of blogging is hopefully to add some sort of useful insight to the world, and I'll try (sometimes not very hard) to do that. On top of that, you'll notice that the name of my blog is Inkfingers, and that's for a reason. I'm a writer, an artist, a poet, a musician, and a master procrastinator. Sometimes I'll be posting work by friends, colleagues, or yours truly; other times I'll be complaining about a wide variety of topics, ranging from my roommates to the inadequacies of government. And let's be honest, guys: blogging is basically a platform for complaining about things.
So that said, there's your introduction to Inkfingers. If it catches your attention, then by all means. . . tune in for more.