what's it all about, Alf?

once again an old song triggers a title that starts an entry, but if the question is specifically what this blog is all about, then the question and it's potential for inspiring aimless rambling is precisely not when this blog is about...

brevity, remember brevity?...

ah yes, this is the RealTime™ blog where I come regularly (anytime, but often) to pass along the bits and pieces of life happening as I live it offline in RealTime™... so far from that idea I have wandered... no wonder btc is so dormant (though the btc file is up over 70 pages of un-uploaded babble now)...

so I just woke (and I mean just... eyes still blurry) and come out to find the TV on (Jerry Lewis was talking to Dean Martin in wild west outfits), the lights on, and nobody in the living room or kitchen or anywhere to be seen and nobody responding when I call out "anybody home?"... just another day as usual... so I turn everything off (even though I used to go bonkers loving old Jerry Lewis movies, a bit of silence or music is good for the head now and then, and for the wallet too, especially when nobody is paying any attention to the electric bill but me) and come here to catch up and realize I've not been using this blog as I intended and, well, this is where we came in...

since the last entry, I uploaded an update to btc (actually, I did that at the same time, maybe even before, the last entry here) and as it says as that entry over there concludes, I continued riding the latest expansion of the web world I egomaniacally call mine (yes, another new blog was born... did you miss the 76 trombones in the big parade and announcement?... surely you wondered when everything is covered in ticker-tape today)... easy to click links will follow eventually. but for now, the casual mentions, nonchalant obscurity, and treasure hunt (cuz there are links somewhere in the ramblings of the past couple of days since the expansion began) is more fun for me...

college football (with all the shocking upsets {USC-UCLA} and mediocre play (FL-ARK) and chase for records (ORE-HAWAII) and various other dramas) was on in the background for most of yesterday... I spent the last however many hours since the last entry (until falling over and sleeping a wonderful long sleep and waking and coming here) babbling and rhyming and wandering myspace...

I've noticed a correlation between the number of minutes I spend wandering and sending out Add Requests at myspace and the activity in my social and romantic dreamer departments of my brain... the more social energy I create (creating a desire for more social life and interaction) and the more romantic energy I create {creating a desire for more desire and romantic interaction), the more wandering {and even browsing and searching, the higher intensity levels of wandering} I do and the more Add Requests I sent out... though they (the two internal energies) can be mutually exclusive, they occurred simultaneously this time creating a feeding frenzy in which I was searching for potential (and perhaps even probable, that is, people of high probability) to be friends or romantic interests over at myspace...

we can explore the statistical analysis of the probability factors and such further details in some babbling entry over where the babbling belongs (hey, I did it, I stopped the madness and turned around and segued back into brevity... sort of), for now, that is the RealTime™ report for the moment... except for the eggplant rollatini pizza and sub I ordered to go with the Code Red for the sleep-deprivation party the two energies was throwing for the past 30-odd hours... yum)...

so yesterday was devoted to dreaming and tossing bottles with my address in them into the cyber oceans... and the ensuing party that always accompanies and follows such energy bursts...

now that (last line) is the kind of brevity I'm talking about (see?)...

hope you are having uber-fun too J