Firsts and Fonts.

This is it. First. Blog. Ever. And my first thought? If I get all excited about it, my cool quotient goes WAY down. So GUESS WHAT...I couldn't care about this in the least. (*Aloof hand gesture here.*) My second thought? This font selection is an abomination. I wish I had been in the room with the folks who decided on this award-winning team of superfonts. Exibit F:

Arial: A mermaid with a snarfblat and a dream. Also, the most boring font ever.

Courier: I'm trying too hard to look like a bona-fide starving writer with a healthy dose of cynicism, a typewriter...and a dream.

Georgia: I can't help but think it should remind me of the South in some way...humid, sticky, deep-fried... But alas, it's just a friendlier version of Times. Oooooh, it's friendlier! Now I get it.

Lucida Grande: Yes she is.

Times: So we've shortened it from Times New Roman? That's fine. I have no room in my blog for power hungry, toga-wearing super-empires. I saw Gladiator.

Trebuchet: I can tell it's French. Loosely translated, I believe it means "three buckets."

Verdana: Let's face it, it's just Arial trying to reinvent herself for a more modern & savvy audience.

So which of these fabulous fonts will I choose?? (*drum roll*)

Ta'da!! Trebuchet. If I'm honest, much of what I love is French...the language, the smelly cheeses, the tauntings, oh yes, and the ennui. Vive les Trois Buchets!!