Just to keep things on an even keel, I blog as a troll.* Mostly because I'm fat (and wish I was fatter), grumpy and of Norwegian descent. Also, I like to smash things.
A lot. Also fire. If I can smash something and burn it, or burn it and then smash it, I'm pretty happy.
I also play a little off of the truth about me being a stranger in a strange land, my home being off-world, and this modern age (which started about 600 AD or so, in my opinion) being one that I sort of look on with detached fascination.
Occasionally I update folks on my novel, theoretical concepts on the pre-apocalyptic gainland, famous dead Steves (think McQueen and Allen) and Icelandic children's television programs.
In short, it is not an interesting place. I only keep it on the internet to ensure that it never develops intrinsic value, but I need some place to keep my thoughts. So it goes there.
Someday, I'll attach my real name to it, but for now, I'm having too much fun with the Troll thing.
*This sort of started as a joke to myself. Unlike normal people, I really love internet "trolls" and think of them as strange electronic pets. It wasn't that funny of a joke, and works even less as an online diary concept. Which is why I keep it up. See my proclivity for smashing things for context.