and now, a message from ego
maybe
and then, when actually seeking internet attention and a readership, audience, and all that (we can't all be as amazing as fin, after all… or hissy, for that matter… or even dangerspouse and the other fine amazing upstanding citizens of this odd world, providing they are still there), one must consider the nature of the net and the needs of the people out there…
so what do you needs, people? :)
of course, asking the questions in all sincerity might demonstrate all sincerity, but accomplish little more if nobody is actually reading, so it is probably not the best method of developing a readership when just starting out, though it may be very effective in increasing reader satisfaction after accumulating a large audience… not that i have any such desire, at least not professed, at least not professed recently, or in the past couple of entries, at least…
oh let's face it, i am not out here babbling merely for the cheap thrill of expressing myself (though that euphoric pleasure is rather splendid in and of itself, still, i can obtain such wonders of the emotional flesh without the net, after all), i am seeking feedback, response, reaction, applause, cheers, rousing hoots and hoorays, bravos and gasps, even… awe and worship would be nice too, if you've got any to spare, i mean, i know god has most of that wrapped up, but come on, greed is a sin, after all, so don't make it seem as though god is greedy, spread your worship around all over, that way you respect god… you can start right here…
and then, just as our hero was about to get his heart's desire, the internet ended (sudden black screen)…
ok, so it didn't actually end, there was just a short circuit or something in a server in Cleveland, or Pioria, or somewhere in the Midwest, which should probably be called the mid-east, geographically, but then, nobody's perfect, and when they finally found the cause of the signal interruption, which was a small cockroach who was inadvertently fried while trying to hack into the main pipe of the eastern hub of the usa internet superhighway because, after all, cockroaches want to blog too, it took them several hours to clean up the mess, allowing a few minutes for the memorial ceremony as the cockroach had a large family, before the internet returned and our hero could continue along his merry way…
unfortunately, by then, being a child of television with a ten second attention span, he had completely forgotten what it was he was about to get and moved along to youtube videos, which serve as amusing distractions from life, the universe, and everything and occasionally, inspirations for something meaningful when he can remember what it was…
speaking of youtube, or not…
look out youtube, here comes a a new video blog site… yes, BLIP.TV is your alternative to youtube… not that youtube needs an alternative, but then, maybe you do… or i do… or somebody does… in any case, the blip channel appears to be, at first glance, a bit more polished than youtube… it's almost like the news… of course watching three blips does not give me any authoritative opinion on the new site, after all, pre-judging anything could leave one mortified or something, but i just thought i'd mention it for when we had the time to explore…
it's loud, that's for sure…
in other news, some of you might know, or have noticed, or have heard of, or perhaps could care less about smash who resides over at diaryland, which might be called my former home as we approach the one year anniversary of my pausing there for a moment, but be that as it may be or not to be (am i becoming too repetitive or cliché?... come on, you can tell me, i can take it… you are still out there, aren'tcha?), the following comment was inspired moments ago over at his place:
using big words with concurrent consecutive consonants confuses me...
catarrh, hummph
meanwhile, dandy and cunt so do not go together, which is one of the many things that makes your entries so much fun (or is that morbid humor?... perhaps we can just agree on dangerous?) to read... especially at work... one must always be looking over one's shoulder to see if anyone is glancing over at what is being laughed at as one wonders if one should actually be laughing... not me, of course, but certainly one...
what time is it?...
am i reading you daily again?...
can there be political humor in here?...
these and other questions may or may not be answered in the next installment of, the soap that ended suddenly without really ending at all, so no wonder nobody felt clean...
people care, you know?
meanwhile, from the files of other random asides and wanky guilt trips, i am considering starting another new daily-ish webpage (diary, blog, journal, boobtube, blip, whatever) since my history has demonstracted (occasionally demonstrated too) quite effectively that moving on to new daily babblespots consistently loses the attention of any audience (friends?) i might attract during my year or two at any given address... also, perhaps i might perfect the abstract art of actually maintaining an attention span for more than ten seconds and therein provide readers with something worth returning for more to read for with...
somehow, i think the prepositions tripped me up there, but certainty is an elusive mongrel...
yes, so, in any case, anyway, whatever, meanwhile, hello :)
and oh yes, thank you :)
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no offense to dandy or anyone was intended in the making of this poo for we love her, yes we love her, and we definitely do not say so enough, so we take this opportunity to say so more than enough for polite society, but then, we're buried here in smash's diary comments and there's little polite or society about it, now is there?...
but we be cultured, dammit!
you've been missed, really you have, just like these scenes from old movies i've failed to mention in passing, but allude to now as if somehow they've been referenced so subtly that no one ever noticed...
playing those mind games, forever...
and you know that, for sure...
gotta let it go now...
see ya.(brief pause, followed immediately by a follow up comment)
wait, i left out the r in hurmmph, can i get a do-over?
ptp
(protruding tongue productions)
it is altogether possible that hrrmmpph might have made my point a bit better, but then, none of the spellings seem just right at the moment, so hrmph to the folly of language and then, hope you are enjoying yourself anyway…
please note that the reference to dandy, who is one of my internet heroes, or heroines, or something like that, who truly does not have time to be online nearly as much as so many of us might like and is missed, if only in fantasy, every moment she is gone, was made by smash, as usual, because he's the one with the potty mouth and not me, cuz i'm a good boy, yes i am, and i'd never even consider stooping so low as to subtly starting any sort of drama or war or anything just to attract some attention, not me, i'm too lofty and phlegmatic for that…
blip…
blip…
blip…
well, it looks like there's nothing else on the radar for the moment, or more factually, the time for babbling has run out for this morning, so it is that sad moment when i must bid you all a fine adieu and take my imagination and hopes for friends and dreams of falling in love and winning lottery numbers elswehere, even if you're not here to read this adieu at the moment, or haven't been for years, mind you, we all have busy lives and so much socialization that we really don't need any internet supplements, but thanks for trying and better lick next time… luck has nothing to do with it, except a lot…
i have the patent pending copyright on protruding tongue productions, by the way… protruding proboscis productions as well… speaking of which, i am heading over to the loo to pp now, no poo, i think, but just though you wouldn't want to know so i told you anyway… may you be amused, or at least not have too much gas…
the audience i might keep has to earn it, ya know?...
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posted by candoor at 6:25 AM
9 Comments:
A very nice babbling post, not unlike a babbling brook with tributaries that go this way and that way, which is why some of us keep returning, because you are so good at writing what occurs to you, and when I do that it just seems like what comes out are trivial thoughts of how my hand is cramping as I am writing and other such nonsense. So if you do find yourself creating another space, I hope (and really rather than hope I know) the babble will continue on cuz it's you and it actually does matter to some people :)
Smiles and glee.
no time this week, but love you much and thank thank you much for being here :)
Oooh, flashy title thingie! How did you do that? Well, I read both.
And babbles are always nice to read. :)
the wonders of appreciation bestowed upon my babble is mushy warm fuzzy feeling inside and i want to thank you but my giggling fingers are wiggling silly with happy happy joy joy that hugging would become tickling and all i can to is babbling like this (phew that took so long to type right :)
thank you joanne and pernickety for stopping by and enjoying me and letting me know... especially this week when i am so goofy busy with work that i barely have time to think about anything but performance improvement reports and goals and indicators and values and data and statistical analysis and projected stuff and aggregated stuff and medical marijuana and blood pressure and baby powder and softball rainouts and not enough time and pigsty as usual and living in an anti-social-life apartment and someone save my life tonight and giggles over how pathetic it seems and still too busy to do anything but babble for a few minutes and continue crunching numbers and summarizing stuff i wasn't around to know anything about without any organization to find evidence that any of it ever happened but i'll save the day anyway cuz that's my job and water under the bridge can't change the now and tomorrow when things will get better and i will make thing happen right and document it and have a real report to write next year and i ate salad and humus and cottage cheese and carrot raisin nut salad and lettuse and rice milk (with a little chocolate in it) for two straight days for two days and where is the Vegan who occasionally pigs out on pepperoni pizza or red meat, even, but mostly eats healthy and exercises and actualizes caring intimately for everything the way i used to who will love me and hold me and squeeze me like in cartoons and movies and take me away from the suicide human ways cuz someone save my life tonight but back to those number thingys now...
maybe...
so much thank you, it explodes...
i stole the flashy thing from smash...
So much to see, so much to do.
I've been working on hospital databases too.
Been getting up to scratch on some new systems, and running short of free time (or downtime).
But should be back on course, and over to enjoy my 'dauily' read soon (I hope).
In the meantime on the 'matter' of ego
(vanity, vanity it is all vanity)
but what shall we talk about if not ourselves, or other people and things we find interesting
It is the Way of Things!
Have a great weekend.
hmmmm ...
I try to understand why You use so many words on the blog instead of writing a book or two.
I can't read this much, because I get trapped. Reading and writing is part of my life (that is why I don't use too many words at my own blogs. I will not read this long article either because I lose focus on my own work off-line. Yes, of course I am a selfish redheaded she-devil ... why do I even put my feet here? Yes, You have something that tickles me ... don't know what or why ... hopefully You will not get angry with my impolite manners.
OK ... just saying ... I was here
;-)
(( hug ))
work work work these days, luckily i injoy it, but still, i enjoy variety more so i'll be happy when i get to fit some play and babble into time again :)
why babble here instead of publish?... cuz i do not have the desire to edit and play the publishing game of selling... i have often mused that if someone wanted to edit my babbles and turn it into a book, they can have half the profits, maybe even more... at least for the first book :)
i understand the trap i think... the time trap... there's not enough time to read all the people i want to read online so when someone writes a whole lot, i am torn between wanting to read and simply not having time...
but i still love it when i get lost in someone's web babblings and creations online and look up at the clock and realize a whole weekend has gone by and i haven't done a thing but visit one person's web world :)
of course much else in life needs to be caught up on after that though, so i have learned not to do it often...
maybe that editor person will come along one day and put some of my babblings into a publishable form and do the dance with publishers to actually get the book out there... i'd love it, i think... ego certainly would without question... i just do not want to take the time or focus the energy on that cuz i have too many other things i want to do with my daily time and i like the diversity :)
thanks for being here and for helping me ponder that again :)
i hope life is smiling this weekend out there for all of you :)
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