Blogging Pressure

I really don't understand what's so attractive about blogging. I don't even know how people do it. Do they not have jobs? I can't even find time to bring the three newspapers from my driveway into the house that have accumulated over the past days. It's gotta be jobless people that blog. Is this a substitute for sitting on the curb drinking a tall boy out of a paper bag? If so, then I still don't get it. Why would anyone choose this over that? Whatever, I'm doing this because I'm tired of hearing about it and not knowing what it's like. I have a job and I'm gonna do this anyways.
I think that blogging is like one of those guys on your college campus who stands on the milk crate condemning everyone who is planning on going out drinking that night. Just yelling opinions out there for thousands of people to hear not caring that nobody is listening. And, every once in a while, someone stops (because they accidentally left their house three minutes too early and have time to kill) and actually listens.
Well, this is me yelling on my milk crate with nobody listening. Feel free to yell back, I'm sure you'll want to.