I’ve never seen that movie. But for some reason, that quote seems applicable right now. Maybe it’s because after learning about cutting edge journalism for three years at GW’s School of Media and Public Affairs, working for an award-winning newspaper like The Hatchet and working as a web producer for The Washington Post, I foolishly thought I was in some kind of journalism 2.0 mecca. Where everyone west of the Potomac River still chiseled their front-page stories into flint rock and delivered the paper by horseback.

Exaggeration aside, I learned something over the past two weeks that I never knew: Not only are there A LOT of collegiate journalists out there learning the same things, but they’re talking about it and already branding themselves online as people who know what they’re doing. As you might imagine, that’s a community I want to be a part of.

I’m not sure exactly what form this blog/site will take or where it might go, but I imagine it’ll be a big jumble of musings on journalism, health, life, the interwebz, and how each of those fits together.

And so, I’m hoping this will be the beginning of a beautiful friendship. Between me, my future, and people out there who want to do the same thing.