In the Beginning

You've heard the rumors, and they're all true. I've officially joined the ranks of the "blogeois," as in the customary Internet journalist whose industrious attempts and proprietorial conquest results in the quintessential blog. I give you, "The Queen MAB Manifesto."

Anyway, the "Queen MAB" connection was made my freshman year of high school, the first time I read "The Tragedy of Romeo & Juliet" composed by none other than Sir William Shakespeare. Queen Mab was mentioned in one of Mercutio's famous speeches as a fairy galloping through lovers' brains so they dream of love. Seeing as how my initials are M.A.B., the nickname stuck.

Heaven forbid I ever get married and have to change my last name to something that doesn't start with the letter B. "Queen MAD" or "Queen MAN" don't really do it for me. On the other hand, "Queen MAC" rings quite nicely. Maybe M-A-C Cosmetics or Apple might be willing to negotiate endorsement deals. Complimentary Lipglass? Why, thank you! An Ipod and unlimited downloads for life? You shouldn't have!

Throw in the token reference to Marxist theory (no, I am not a Commie) and "The Queen MAB Manifesto" is born. I realize that by joining the blogging ranks that I subject myself to gratuitous grammatical corrections and snarky comments. It's all par for the course. I draw inspiration from friends in the "blogeois," Amanda and Emily, who handle themselves so gracefully in the blogging realm. It's no lie that I have a lot to live up to.

So begins my new blog. Ne nuntium necare.

P.S. Any eligible bachelors out there with a last name beginning with the letter C? I'm currently accepting resumes. Qualifications are that you breathe independently. Definite room for growth, possibly achieving husband status...