You want me to write a what?

As if remembering to answer the phone at the office by saying My Clay Sun rather than Clay County Line was not enough of a challenge, our very enthusiastic online content guy wants me to write something called a blog.
Please understand, when I learned the newspaper biz 100 years ago, the word blog was used by toddlers trying and failing to pronounce block or brick or bug, if it was used at all.
But now blogs are everywhere, a vehicle for anyone who has a thought and a computer to share it with anyone who has a willingness to listen and a computer. Jonathan, our very enthusiastic online content guy, says we must get in on the action or get left in the cyber dust.
So My Clay Sun staffers are writing blogs.This will take some major mental shifts on my part.
I have spent 27 years as a newspaper reporter -- 27 years? how did that happen? -- making sure I wrote about community goings-on from the outside looking in. We were not supposed to get personal, we were not supposed to insert ourselves into the story.
And now Jonathan tells me I am supposed to talk to you directly, person to person. Engage in conversation. About our respective lives.
More than a little scary, folks.
But if I can figure out how to use this computer, a digital camera and a cell phone, I guess I can master a blog.
Now if I can only remember to answer the phone with a cheery, "My Clay Sun!"