Does every post need a title?

I haven't figured out exactly what blogs are yet.  What are people supposed to gain from them?  I've always been so anti-blogs because it just seems like a cry for attention or a way to demonstrate how witty the blogger is.  Do you think I could write an entire blog about how ridiculous blogs are?  How hypocritical. 

I wonder how long it will take someone to stumble upon this blog.  Is there something that will tell me when somebody's viewed it?  Probably.

I would like to point out how grammatically correct my writing is.  I dislike the deterioration of the English language these days.  Dang kids and their spell check.  I once proofread a classmate's paper; it was atrocious.  A five-year-old could have written a better paper.  I've found the best way to learn English grammar is to study a foreign language.

I do not talk much.  Admittedly, part of the reason I'm writing this blog is to learn how to talk about myself.  I like to listen though.  I don't think people listen enough.  How many conversations have you had where your conversation partner is just waiting for you to finish your sentence?  That drives me crazy...

The first one.

This concept fascinates me.  You know nothing about me.  You don't know exactly where I'm from, how old I am or if I'm male or female.  You don't know if I actually drink coffee and/or tea and you do not know what I like best about the springtime.  So what will you end up thinking?  What will I be?  A parent?  A student?  A lawyer?  A fisherman?  ...A geek?  A freak?  A ninja?

I'll be whatever you want me to be...ha. 

No, that's not true.  Unless it is.  Do we project our dreams and desires onto things and people?  Will I become exactly what you're looking for?  And would you be crushed if I ended up not being just that?  Fascinating. 

Can I effect (affect? infect?) events and people with this blog by being an anonymous figure?  Would it make a difference if you knew me... 

What I like best about the springtime are the stars.