I came, I saw, I blogged

You know that pinch you get the first time you wear a brand new pair of shoes? They feel a little tight, a little uncomfortable and you wonder what on earth you were thinking when you got them.

That's what blogging at the beginning of the semester felt like to me. Now several months and a dozen blogs later, I'd like to say that blogging feels like that comfortable, old pair of shoes, but it's not quite that way.

I still find it hard to use such a public format as the Internet to air my opinions. For 15 years in TV newsrooms, I was very careful not to show any outward signs of my opinions: no political signs in the yard, no campaigning and no marching for causes. Now I was being asked to put my opinions out there where the whole world could see (as my Mom did when she Googled me).

I don't know if I'll ever get used to this kind of exposure, but just like those new shoes, blogging has become a bit more comfortable over time. My first blog took me an entire weekend to conceive and compose. I remember that getting the pictures to appear as I wanted just about sent me over the edge.

Now that we've come to the end of the semester, I'm happy to say that I've got a much better handle on this whole blog thing. Not only do I know how to quickly put up a picture, but I can also add the code to link it to an external site or tie it to video as I did on September 11th's entry. That's progress.

So although I don't think I'll ever be a permanent resident of the blogosphere, as I bid adieu to this form of online editorial, I'd like to think that the immortal words of Julius Caesar come into play: Veni, vidi, vici.