Greetings to all persons who will read this document

Note: Bonus points go to the first person to correctly identify the source of the title of this post. Some of you do have an unfair advantage, though.

Welcome, dear friends! (Because, really, who other than my friends would read this?) Last summer I blogged frequently as my wedding neared and the family drama increased. After the wedding, I stopped blogging. I figured I just wouldn't need that venue any longer since all the stress had passed. Well, I guess we all have to be wrong once in a while, which brings me to my new blog: ET's Cathartic Randomnessester.

ET's Cathartic Randomnessester? (I promise the story behind the name will never be nearly as amusing to you as it is to me. I apologize in advance, but I don't want you to be disappointed.)

ET is me. Before you ask, yes, I do phone home. Cathartic is what this blog is for me. You might be surprised to hear this, but I have a lot of thoughts. It's probably why I talk so much. I just need to get some of it out of my head. Be it my thoughts on current events or just venting about my life, I feel that there is healing power in talking and sharing. Lastly, the curious "Randomnessester." The "Randomness" part is pretty clear if you know me at all. I'm random. The suffix, I admit, is confusing...unless you're my husband.

My husband and I used to play a little game called World of Warcraft. We played pretty religiously, and I enjoyed it. After a stressful day of work, it was nice to come home and beat the poo out of some big, bad, ugly guys. I quit playing last summer, and husband has reduced his playing to just the casual dungeon here and there. For a while, though, Matt had about 10 characters (or "toons," if you are down with the lingo) going at any time. He would create a toon, then we would consult on a good name. Once he created a human priest (I think) named Erwininiest, which may have been a random name selected by the game. The ending of -est made me laugh, and we kept adding other suffixes to the name until the poor little guy became Erwininiestesster. My husband, in his infinite wisdom, decided the scale the name back to the original version, btu we still referred to him as the longer, suffixier name. It was one of those things that was random, and it made me laugh so hard I was crying. That is a wonderful feeling--laughing so hard that you forget about everything else, which is why I chose to bring the -nessester over to the blog. Hopefully it reminds us to all take time to laugh.