Behold: Daddy Scratches

About five million years ago, I decided to revamp and relaunch my blog. I swore that the revamping would be done by my wife’s late-April birthday … and then by my mid-May business trip to Los Angeles … and then by my son’s mid-June birthday … and then by my daughter’s mid-July birthday … and then by my late-July vacation … and, lastly, by the time I attended the mid-August New Media Expo in Las Vegas.

Well, three cheers for hours of time alone in a Vegas hotel room.

So, yes, I’m at the expo in Vegas, and today is the final day. After spending most of last night and all of the wee hours of this morning tweaking and writing, I have, at long last, finally launched this goddamn—ahem, I mean delightful—blog.

As explained in the “F.A.Q” section on the “About” page, the bulk of the blog’s content currently comprises entries originally posted at my previous blog’s URL. Sadly, after getting off to an ambitious start, I let that blog die on the vine. But, lo and behold, it has now risen from the ashes in a new and improved—and more anonymous—form.

Yes, I have chosen to maintain my anonymity this time around … not necessarily because I don’t want you to know who I am, but because I’m doing a lot of writing about my family—particularly my children—and I believe they are entitled to some degree of anonymity. Of course, this is a shame, because it prevents me, for example, from coming right out and telling you for just which publication I am employed as a music journalist and podcaster … but, hey, life’s full of trade-offs. (Obviously, a number of you already do know who I am, but I’m not worried about you cats; it’s the rest of the Internet I’m talking to here.)

Wondering why I went with the name “Daddy Scratches”? That, too, is answered in the “F.A.Q.” section on the “About” page.

Interested in some of my greatest hits? Well, there’s the time I almost burned down my kitchen, or the time I couldn’t free my daughter from a bath seat in which she’d become trapped, or the detailed account of my vasectomy (which, in retrospect, is a fairly embarrassing experience to share so openly with the Internet, and is probably another good reason for me to maintain a bit of anonymity; you wouldn’t want me to hold a gem like that back, would you?).

And, in the name-dropping, “Wow, look at me!” column, there are the tales of my adventures with Van Halen and Sammy Hagar, and semi-misadventure with Army of Anyone.

With any luck, some of you will enjoy the blog, leave comments, tell your friends, and keep coming back for more. Should that end up being the case, then let me both thank you for your support and congratulate you on your exceptional good taste.

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