First blog, first internet content, feeling my way along the cool plastic corridor that leads to the net. Clickety clack, my tiny footsteps trace accross the keyboard, a trail of lettered bread crumbs, that will lead the world to my door. Knock, knock, gently, gently,fellow humans. I am jelly flesh and ego built. A product of suburbia, weak in mind and lightly schooled. Television my dog, cartoons and comics my playground.