When starting this blog about a week ago, I had this image that it would be a way for me to release some of the pent up angst I've accumulated over the years, and yes there was that fleeting moment when I fantasized about having someone discover my writing prowess and offer me a book deal to pen my ramblings. Hey! You never know.
Much to my chagrin, I read an article on the front page of the morning paper that purports that blogging can be hazardous to your health. The article examines the link between blogging and heart attacks. It seems that the stress encountered by professional bloggers, working most of their waking hours to stay ahead of the news curve, is causing them to keel over. Visions of people bent over their electronic keyboards, typing furiously while chugging down Mallox, danced in my head. Walter Winchell would be proud.
I thought that working from home on my computer would be much less stressful than teaching adolescent sex offenders in a residential treatment program. Now I'm wondering if I should have retired. I could be exposing myself to "cardioblogfaction".
Who knows, with millions of people in the blogosphere, we may be on the verge of a blogdemic. It probably wont be long before some member of Congress will hold hearings on the dangers of blogging and introduce legislation to limit the number of posts that a person came make in a given period. Next we may see the formation of a worldwide support group dedicated to counseling blogaholics: Blog-A-Non.
I guess that for now I'll play it by ear. When my blog gets so many hits that it starts eating into my eight hours of sleep (not including my afternoon nap), I'll have to think seriously about curtailing my postings. At any rate, I promised my wife that I would go cold turkey when when the carpal tunnel kicks in.
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