Mass Tequila Consumption vs. Possible Self-Enlightenment (Part 1)

It has come to my attention that many people are partaking in a modern tradition known as "blogging". Seeing as I have the technical prowess of a one-eyed sea-faring pirate of the late 17oo's, I am last on the gravy train.
Apparently, "blogging" involves talking about yourself incessantly to an audience that may or may not care about what you are saying and may or may not be mocking you behind your narcissistic back. I have been doing this since I could speak, so I believe, my friends, I have found my milieu.
The impetus to commence blogging came from the realization that everyone and literally their mother is blogging except me. My first response, "Where do these people find the time?" the answer (from my inner Jiminy Cricket): "Perhaps these people do not finish the better part of a bottle of Patron on any given Tuesday night, thereby spending Wednesday in bed, wishing for a speedy strike from God to end the pain."
So, thus it begins. The J.Pray mission to drink less/write more. Possibly the evolution of an errant self-destructive party lass to a responsible, enlightened, functioning member of society.
Hey, crazier things have happened.