I have several secret blogs. They aren't secret because I'm hiding something -- they're secret because nobody knows about them. So maybe instead of
secret blogs they are more like
stealth blogs. Strictly an under-the-radar kind of affair.
It's good that they're redundantly stealthily secret because I never post here, and I really should do something about that. I created them simply because I ran across the phraseology somewhere along the lines and thought to myself, "Self, that's a damn fine title for a blog!" So I hop onto Blogger and grab the name before somebody else thinks of doing the same.
Which is why I'm here.
I'm going to start sharing the love and post a bit on my several poor stepchildren, starting here, starting now (as the song goes).
Incidentally, how on earth did Americans score a pronunciation of ba-LONE-ee from the word
bologna? That's just crazy talk.