Chorus...

 "Oh for a muse of fire..." - Henry V

Indeed, I am going to try this blog thing.  I've actually had a plethora of blogs before, and I have ended up deleting all of them.  Mostly it's because I don't keep up, no one subscribes, or I end up philosophizing instead of being amusing.  All of these end up leading me to delete it or, as is the case with my most recent blog, it disappears from my mind, forgotten and probably hidden in the same dimension that socks travel to when they suddenly escape from the dryer.  Needless to say, I'm going to try this again.

Now to address the title, I have to say that this is less of a title and more of a warning.  I am generally preoccupied with Shakespeare, William Shakespeare, and as such will probably be referencing him often.  I am also somewhat of a sadist (not the type that will force bad things to happen out of some sick perversion, but who perversely finds it interesting if not humorous when bad things happen).  I assure all of you that I am not a sociopath--by no means--but I do enjoy a good battle between bones and a chainsaw once in a while.  Kidding!

To be completely honest, I don't really know what this will turn out to be, which I guess is fitting and ironic considering I entitled this entry "Chorus," and a Chorus of a drama is meant to tell the audience what to expect.  How can I expect to warn you what to expect when I don't even know what to expect myself--hence the irony I suppose.