Your Undercover Blogger

Be on the lookout for me around town, looking to report on the little incidences of life I see you engaged in.

You won't recognize me, really. My disguise is no disguise. Maybe I'm right in front of you in line, or behind you. You don't know.

I will tell what I hear, what I observe. And if you come across it online, perhaps at random, or perhaps directly by super cosmic guidance, you will wonder, Could this be about me? Then what will you wonder? Who was it? Could I ask to see the surveillance tape?

I don't have a notebook. I am not flashing a press pass. I'm just there, hidden in the best way, right in plain sight. But you won't grab me by the collar because you'll never know it's me.