Why have I added my picture to this blog?

A few months ago, I timidly stuck my pinkie toe into this crazy world known as blogging. At the time, I had no idea what my plans were or really why I was doing it. In fact, I'm still not completely sure why I still do it. I mean, I can say that I'm using this as a vehicle to practice and develop my writing skills. That certainly is true enough. And I've certainly gotten some great feedback on this process (both negative and positive) that has been nothing but beneficial to my development as a writer, artist, and most importantly, a blogger. But now, not only have I continued with this practice, I've actually stepped it up a notch. I've had so much to say that I've actually created an additional blog. Because one just simply isn't enough to contain all of my brilliance. I've also decided to forego the premise that my blog is, "anonymous," and posted my picture and full name. But why? Well, like all of my themes, I just so happen to have an answer for my impetus to emerge fully into the webiverse.

Basically, I blame Google.

Allow me to elaborate. Google is a wonderful tool for the Internet. It doesn't require me to actually know anything about the world. I can just punch in a few key words about any random thought that pops into my head and get an answer on anything. Most recently, I wanted to find out if there were any casualties at Three Mile Island, and if George W. Bush actually said the quote, "I thought they were all Muslims." It turned out that there were no deaths or injuries as a result of the partial meltdown at Three Mile Island. So support nuclear power as a viable alternative energy source. It also turned out that, according to a Croatian Ambassador, George W. allegedly did say the aforementioned statement referring to Iraqis and his lack of knowledge about their culture.

But what does this have to do with anything? And more importantly, what does this have to do with me? Well, I've been kicking around this world for a few years and I've done some things that I've been proud of as well as some things I haven't been proud of and I damn sure don't want published on the Internet. So I figured that if anyone or anything would be able to tell me what the rest of the world knows about me, it would have to be this magical search engine known as Google. Because Google is great and powerful and knows all.

So imagine my extreme disappointment when I typed my name into the Google search to find that there are only about 3 entries for me. 3! That's just horrible. You may think I kidding when I say this but that's just like not existing at all. And even those entries aren't actually about me. They're about things that other people have done that I happened to be around for when they occurred. Ain't that a bitch?

And to make matters even worse in my rather warped sense of the world, I chose to Google several people that I know and/or have known over the years. I started with my girlfriend whose also an actor and with whom I continue to have sex with. It turns out that she's got a couple of pages of entries. AND she's has a couple of pages of entries under an alternate acting name that she used when she was going through a mild identity conflict. (Sorry Honey. I know you're reading this but I'm trying to make a point here) I won't even get into my other fellow actors who I also admire and respect who are getting way more props than me from the god Google.

But I haven't gone completely off the deep end. I mean, I haven't sacrificed a lamb on a Google pyre. (Not yet anyway) But also rest assured friends that I am also not "Playa Hatin." I gave that up. I am, however, extremely competitive. And somehow, over the years, I seem to have lost sight of that fact. I love to win. I love to be the best. I love it when everyone thinks I'm the best. Call it what you will, but I fully and freely admit it here and now to the world of 8 readers.

So, now that I can admit the truth, I am ready to move on to the next phase: Complete and total domination of the competition. Okay, maybe that's not the next phase. Perhaps I should start with something a little bit simpler. And I already have. I've posted my picture and full name on this blog that you've been enjoying. Because as an actor, you simply can't put your name and face out into the world enough times. You can't remind people too many times that you exist, that you are continuing to work (or at least trying to find work), that you are continuing to put out product, and most importantly, that you haven't given up. Coca-Cola has been around for over a hundred years and even they still make commercials.

So I'm coming out of the shell a little more and stepping up my game. There is absolutely nothing wrong with letting people know who I am, what I'm doing, and what I think. (That is, as long as what I'm thinking is funny and non-controversial) Because that's how things happen. By letting people know who you are and what you can do. Talent goes a long way but connections go even further. Let the shameless self-promotion begin. May Google bless me.