You know, I’ve always been fascinated with Herb Caen, and because of him, I always wanted to be a columnist. I know I am no Herb Caen. In fact, so remotely removed from any similarities, but I can’t help but dream of being a columnist, possibly like Herb. But then, I’m not political, not a humorist, or a journalist for that matter. I don’t know what the local goings-on are or have any insider gossip. Darn it. That puts a damper on things, doesn’t it? Anyhoo, all I have to offer is my passion for writing and the desire to be a columnist. Since this platform is yours truly’s, I think it’ll be okay if I house my column here and pretend to be the columnist I dreamed of being. We will see where this takes me.
Readers are welcome to hang out here. If they enjoy reading this, hopefully, they will let me know. If there are neither takers nor fans, then no harm is done. This will simply be a means to satisfy me and allow me to say that I did it; I was a columnist.
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