Blogging
Who blogs, and what do you blog about? It’s a way to get things out there and read (or not), about anything without the approval of some editorial staff. You are your own editor and press agent. Hit print, extra, extra. Now what I or you put out my not be worth the band width it takes up but it’s what you want and if one person. Just one person reads it and likes it then wasn’t it worth it.
Now that the nearly the entire planet is connected the coaxial spike … mmm fixx me
Junkies is junkies and we be geekin for our interweb stuffy stuff. And mostly you don’t have to hang on the street corner to get your bundles of product.
So blogging is now considered to be a thing to actually put on your resume. ???? Hmmm
Really?
I don’t think I want to put my blog on my resume because, we’ll perhaps some selected things, but the thing is I do this for me. Not so somebody else somewhere will be all approving or disapproving.
Now all these some ones with in the 4th estate are saying I’m doing it wrong. I’m not focused I don’t proof read, I can’t really spell that well, I talk to my audience, I do this or that incorrectly.
Hello, (tap on the glass) I’m not doing it the way you want it done.
Why?
Because, Some times I feel like ranting up a storm about some stupid thing, some stupid person has done stupidly.
Other days I feel like ranting it up about some stupid thing that I have done stupidly, making me the stupid person.
Then other days I want to sing and dance… figuratively (hahaha me dancing and singing hee hee… ok better now)
Then still other days I want to be silly, serious, or some other emoting thing
If you are writing a blog as a means to an end isn’t that really unpaid work?
And if you are being graded for it by an industry then aren’t you really just seeking the approval of others and will alter your message depending on what they tell you or say about you.
Then aren’t you nothing more than a puppet on a string…. Yup, yup you are a puppet.
Dance for me puppet. (insert my dancing puppet… I’m a much better choreographer than a dancer, trust me here)
As for me, I know what my strings are and my demons are related to approval of a different sort… I know they are there and I own them and I’m doing my best to bite my thumb at them and do what I wanna do and do it my way… thank you very much Frankie … or Mr. Sinatra if you prefer I’m sure you prefer it that way sorry for being all familiar before. Yes right away sir
Hey I’ll toady from who I want and if it is a dead rat pack ‘er then that’s who I’m gonna toady for. Not you suits and stuffies in the 4th estate.
Do you bite your thumb at me sir?
I do bite my thumb at thee (thanks bill, he’s ok with the familiarity)
Other stuff tomorrow, have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.
Ciao,
PS Thank you Bob G. and boomtown rats
Friday, August 7, 2009
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