Welcome to my catharsis.

I had always thought that blogs were little more than a catharsis for 21st-century Travis Bickles trapped between the Scylla of narcissism and the Charybdis of agoraphobia. I guess I was right to some extent (he says as he looks into the mirror and practices his "Are you looking at me?"), because after a visit to one of the Bible-belt's infamous uber-churches it was either start blogging or pray that over-the-counter Valium gets FDA approval fast. And, hey, this is free.

More about my field trip to B.B. Warfield's worst fever dream later. For now, I'll pause to let you wiki Travis Bickle, Scylla, and Charybdis.

Seeya.