Recently I’ve come to the realization that I make it impossible for people to get me gifts. Last year I wrote an article joking that the reason I’m hard to shop for is that everything I want doesn’t exist, but in reality it is because I constantly buy things for myself that I want. In fact, just last week I dropped close to $50 bucks on comics merchandise for myself – two weeks before Christmas. The worst part is that a few days prior my girlfriend had asked what I wanted for the holiday, and my answer was “I don’t really need anything.”

It may seem strange, considering that I spend about 96 percent of my life online, but I feel like a techno idiot most of the most. It's sometimes hard being in a profession that is almost entirely based on being as up-to-speed with the newest in technology and news, especially when my 12-year-old brother knows more about podcasting than I do. So, of course, that makes me the ideal candidate to start a new blog.