Wil Wheaton was a very famous kid—right up until he wasn’t. After that, he wasn’t sure who he was at all. So, in 2001, Wil started a blog. It was less about being a famous kid than about being a not-so-famous grownup. He wrote about his pets and his hobbies, punk rock and parenting, board games and birthdays and (most importantly) burritos. He thought he was writing for an audience of one: himself.
