Regular Paul: Amateur Catholic (for now)

Hello, I'm Paul, and I take myself far too seriously.

My handle is "Paul, just this guy, you know?" and I write Thoughts of a
Regular Guy.

Although I don't want to be, I'm an amateur.

What I want is to be a professional. I want to be the white male
Michelle Malkin. I want to be another Rush Limbaugh.

I want to expound my wisdom to the adoring masses for them to soak it
up like sponges, and quote their favorite parts on their blogs, and
read my writing to their wives ("hey, honey, listen to this..."). I
want them to pray for their kids to grow up like me.

In the meantime, I blog so that my head won't explode.

Last year, after watching wall-to-wall coverage of MSM morons
pontificating their wrong-headed opinions of the Terri Schiavo case
for a solid month, and then another month taken up with the death of
Pope John Paul the Great and the election of Pope Benedict XVI and
more ignorant MSM commentary, I knew I needed to get a forum in which
I could express my opinion. And so my blog was born.

I'm nobody special. Not an actor, a clergyman, a military officer, an
attorney, a professor, a journalist, an elected official (nor the wife
of one), a diplomat, a millionaire, nor a paroled felon (which seem to
be the primary prerequisites to be a professional commentator in the
media today).

In Douglas Adams' Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, a
journalist reporting on the odd behavior of Galactic President Zaphod
Beeblebrox interview's the President's personal brain-care specialist,
who remarks: "Zaphod's just this guy. You know?"

That's me. Just this guy. You know? And I believe that my opinions
-- and probably yours -- are no less valuable, well-informed,
considered, reasoned than most of what passes for MSM commentary in the
chattering classes. I believe that the life I have led should be no
less considered "dues" than journalistic work, being the divorced wife
of a failed senate candidate, or a spotty career as a radio DJ.

I'm ready for my syndicated newspaper column, my radio talk show, my
cable interview show. And until then, I'm sure I couldn't be in
better company than those here on the B-Team.

Hey Paul, I can't say I'm not feeling a little hurt that you consider being a B-Teamer an unworthy aspiration, but alas, we have you firmly in our grasp for the time being anyway. Welcome aboard. :)