Send Wishes!
It’s my wife’s birthday today. Click here to go to the entry, and leave a comment if you like!
Much Obliged
I’ve come across a lot of people in the blogging world who feel as if it is their pubilc duty to post something every day. While this is an admirable goal, I sometimes wonder what is behind this obsession.
Granted, I somehow manage to post something every day, but that is mostly due to the crazy features that I have started on here.
No rest for the wicked, so they say.
I suppose blogging as an outlet of emotions and thoughts brings with it a type of validation in the form of comments. People read your thoughts, and if you allow comment, you will most likely receive some feedback on what you have expressed in the words that you type. Thus, when people start paying attention to you, you feel as if you need to perform for them, and so you continue writing for the sake of the crowd, with one eye on your statscounter.
This is a powerful addiction.
But is it a bad one?
Perhaps not.
There are times when I shudder at some of the oddities out there. Indeed, lack of spelling skill and horrible grammar run rampant on a lot of the spaces that I have seen. Some of this is intentional, and some of it is not. But the lowest common denominator is that everyone writes and writes to a potentially fickle audience.
Personally, other than the haiku and alternative dictionary entries, I write when the mood takes me. Sometimes I will come up with an idea for a column, but not really have enough to justify writing. I simply write down the idea and any pertinent notes, and allow it to cure. I keep a list of these in my inbox at home to pull up at a later date when I feel the need to write about something (or perhaps I have mulled over the idea enough to justify writing about it).
I also tend to avoid posting on the weekends, mostly due to my own busy schedule.
Tell me your thoughts about why you post, and whether you control your blog, or your blog controls you.
More Dave and Jorge Antics
Recently, I was relaying a story to Dave about a phone conversation with a customer service gal I had where she was really accomodating. Good service is something rare these days, so when someone goes the extra mile, it really shines.
Of course, us being dirty boys, we joked about the girl helping me out so much because she wanted to get wit dis.
The following snippet shows how much of a bastard Dave is…
Dave: Maybe she liked you.
Jorge: Of course! And why not?
Dave: Why not!
Jorge: Mrs. Jorge will be there, too.
Dave: Yeah?
Jorge: Threesome!
Dave: Indeed.
Jorge: In the movie theatre no less.
Dave: Fun times.
Jorge: Two Hands in the popcorn!
Dave: Both yours.
Jorge: WHEEEEEEEEE!
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