So where are we headed and why are we in this handbasket?

Let's just be up front with each other, shall we? I'm a horrible blogger. I don't have the time or the energy or the nebulous quality of deliciously humorous snark that marks the best of bloggers. Acerbic I can do, but mirthful? Not really.

I find myself in this special little corner of cyberspace because MSJ's amiable and tolerant Cousin M talked me into it. She, of course, is a charming blogger. She's faithful and interesting and always enjoyable. I feel like the yang to her happy yin but at least we're balanced. What we need, she pointed out, is a place to see of all of Mike St. James' headshots, screenshots, and latest roles - all in one package. That would certainly be easier than our current method of excessive emails forwarded around to sundry family & friends with wild attempts to answer the same question 2 or 9 times and not get wires crossed.

But then MSJ and I got thinking... he's just starting out, really. He's just had a handful of roles and few of those have been lucrative. Wouldn't it be nice to look back someday from the heights and see just where we were, what we were thinking, which hills seemed like mountains? These small victories amuse the hell out of us now, but will it always be so? It might be nice to remember a "simpler" time when being picked as an extra in the local horror flick enraptured us. And that brings us to this blog: a kill-two-birds-with-one-stone blog. A source of information and an archive of personal history (that will only fascinate MSJ & I, and if we're really lucky, our kids). When all is said and done, I hope I enjoy it as much as you will. *wink*