The goat has nothing to do with anything, but after ploughing through a series of naming attempts for this blog I finally ended up here with this great little goat who I saw at the North Carolina State Fair, next to the massive butter sculpture that was on display in the agriculture hall. The goat was the first name I could come up with that wasn't already taken. I was thinking about The Big Picture, but someone beat me to it. That and every other possible variation I could think of. So the smiling goat it is.

So . . . who were you?

What did you think you would become?

What did you become?

What will become of you?