I have had opinions for as long as I can remember. At the age of six I felt like I should be able to eat Twix bars for every meal, everyday, my mother had a different opinion. When I got a bit older I was of the opinion that Sarah Messer should date me, she realized that she was awesome and popular and wouldn't give me the time of day. All this to say, I have had differing opinions from some of my amigo's.

In the past those of us with differing opinions were relegated to spray painting walls or writing unread letters to editors to get our voice heard. Thankfully those days are over! The solution? Blogging (short for web logging) or jotting down ideas, opinions, thoughts, gibberish or just plain ranting. The fantastic thing about blogging is, anyone can do it. If you have access to the Internet you are in like flynn, and if you have a library card then you have access to the world wide web.

Blogging turns every individual, regardless of education, age, race, creed, or sex into a publisher. I have a friend who blogs out of Atlanta (RagamuffinSoul.com) about his creative job at a church and thousands of people flock to his site per day. That's right I said thousands. Many companies would pay a pretty penny to have that many eyeballs grace the pages of their websites. I have another friend who writes about being a mom and the challenges that come with that and she has advertisers knocking down her door. Blogging is here, and it is here to stay.

Major market newspapers have heard the blogaphone and they have answered. Some have added top notch blogger's to their payroll while others have changed their entire online format to a more blog friendly look and feel.

At the end of the day blogging is a way for families to stay in touch and up to date from across the planet, teenagers to gripe about their teachers, and consumers to produce honest, intelligent reviews of product.

Somehow I find myself sitting on a puddle jumper next to the largest man on the plane. He is sweating profusely, and he seems to think that the armrest that seperates the two of us solely belongs to him. He has also disregarded the Geneva Convention proclamation that one man's leg should not rub against another mans leg for a prolonged period of time. I feel it appropriate to advise at this time that I am also not a slight man, however I do appreciate the unspoken rules of air travel, and I attempt to keep all body parts to myself at all times during a flight.

As we reached our cruising altitude Mr. Big saw this as his opportunity to relax and somehow he spilled even more into my ever decreasing space. I was beginning to feel claustraphobic, beginning to flip out really, so I turned on my iphone to watch a movie. It was that sole distraction that made my trip bearable and I thank the nerds in the Silicon valley for their tireless effort to give me miniature entertainment.

I finished the first movie and was sitting comfortably, content from the huge meal of pretzels and six ounces of coke I had just wolfed down when I realized my beautiful gem of mind distracting machinary was about to die a horrible death. I noticed, brace yourself, that my batteries were about to die!

It was at that moment that I remembered the Dynex ipod/iphone battery boost I had recently purchased that was tucked neatly in my carry on bag. I snagged it, popped two triple A batteries in and I was back to watching Jamie Kennedy's rap video 'Rollin with Saget'.

Thanks to the Dynex iPhone Battery Boost my flight was Freakin Fantastic!