Blogging With Reckless Abandon
That is me. I blog with reckless abandon. I wade out into the surf and brave the swells. Out in the mighty blogosphere I float weightlessly, stare at the sky and let the current take me where it may.
Sometimes the posts are political and some are personal. Some are funny and some are sad and the worst part is that sometimes the posts are these things but the intent is otherwise.
My father used to be a fan of photography. In truth I suppose that he is still is but I don’t see him engaging in it as much as he used to. Not that it matters. The point of mentioning this is that I remember being about ten and listening to him advise me on how to take pictures.
Among the many things that he taught me was to remove the bad pictures from the album as it was a way to help maintain me appear to be a better photographer. Of course at that time he was kind enough not to point out that a large number of my photos had fingerprints, or should I say my fingers in them even when they were not part of the shot.
I could apply the same concept here. I could remove posts that don’t maintain a certain level of quality but that doesn’t feel right to me, there is something that rubs me the wrong way. It is probably because this is my virtual fortress of solitude and I come here to be honest. I share my real feelings about everything.
From that perspective I should add that I am finding my end of the year recap to be tough. I am having trouble narrowing down the posts that will be included and even then I am finding that I don’t like a lot of what I am reading.
Earlier this evening my son decided that he wanted to blog. He sat down in my seat and pretended to type. It is my understanding that he and I went on a number of adventures together. We helped Shaggy, Scooby and Don Knotts solve a few mysteries.
I helped Spiderman capture bad guys. It seems that Spiderman was really tired so he asked me to fill in. One bad guy was brought to justice because I punched him in the nose and made him cry. Another got a potch and a swift kick in the pants. I would have gotten the other guy but according to the little boss the bad guy is friends with Wally Gator so he is actually a good guy.
Thanks to the wonders of Boomerang my son is indeed familiar with a few older cartoon characters such as the aforementioned Gator, Wonderbug, Johnny Quest, Magilla Gorilla and Scooby Doo. And thanks to Scooby Doo he is familiar with Big Mama Cass, Don Knotts, Jerry Reed and a host of other celebrities last seen finishing their careers on The Love Boat.
A few more random notes.
The Shmata Queen has some fun stuff you can find linked on my blog but more importantly the woman is desperately searching for a new camera. I’ll be taking a short vacation soon. I am not sure yet whether I will be blogging my way through it or if I’ll be taking a short break.
I’ll keep you posted as to what happens.
Chandira December 23, 2005 at 7:49 pm
Don’t remove those less than perfect posts. Nobody’s perfect.
I deliberately have never removed a single post in a year and a half of prolific blogging…