Remember last September when we ran The 25 Most Annoying Bloggers & Why You Canâ€™t Sleep With Them?
That post may not have generated a ton of comments but it did cause multiple people to contact me and ask why I didn’t provide a list of names and blogs because they really wanted to know who I would put on the list.
As a lover of meshugehnehs, mishegoss and narishkeit I considered putting together such a list but I chose not to because I just didn’t feel like getting into that kind of flame war this time around.
I am too busy explaining to small businesses how posting promotional links on random blog posts makes them into spammers and why that can hurt their business.
Some of them have responded by thanking me and others ignored me and continued to do so. I explained to them this might not be the best way to deal with me because everyone knows when they threaten to release the kraken they are talking about me.
Remember when Frodo called out for Gandalf because it appeared he had lost the battle against the balrog. You know, during the big fight in the Mines of Moria?
Well I wouldn’t have fallen off of the bridge because I would have dipped, ducked and danced my way past the balrog’s defenses and kicked him right in his balrog balls.
Big old monster would have grabbed his crotch and I would have gone Three Stooges on him and poked him in the eyes and then while he was confused about holding his balrog balls or covering his balrog eyes I would have pushed him off of the bridge–end of fight.
But What About The 37 Most Annoying Bloggers
Oh hell if you really want a list it exists in my head but I am sure you have one too. I have shared thoughts about this many times and if surf through the tin cans that connect us all you’ll find a ton of posts that tell you about how to blog, how to comment, how to write and how to wipe your rear.
You didn’t really come here looking for that now did you? If you did and you really want my thoughts and advice I’ll be happy to give some of it Â to you but in not in this post.
Ok, I Â could tell to Never Bet Against A Sicilian When Death Is On The LineÂ or remind youÂ There Is No Manual For Raising Teenage BoysÂ but that only works if you are not interested inÂ An Uncertain Certainty.
What the hell do I know about anything anyway.
Yeah, old Jack is in one of those moods where it feels like I need to run with the moon. One of those moments where I wonder how much trouble I can get into and out of. One of those moods where poking the bull will probably get you trampled, gored and trampled again.
About That Huffington Post
I am thinking about writing a piece about why the Huffington Post should pay me to write for them and when they ask why I’ll them it will be good for their brand and for the exposure.
It is the same thing they tell prospective writers and turnabout is fair play so why shouldn’t I. Who is to say that they wouldn’t receive more benefit from having my content than I would by being there.
My content would fill a hole, a gap and provide access to a voice and demographic they aren’t really reaching.
In concept it might stay up forever and help their SEO efforts. My content might be the thing that cements their hold upon a certain term or term.
Ya know that one that leads to the reader who sees and clicks upon an ad that is so inspiring they place a huge order which causers the person who placed that ad to renew it and ten more just like it.
Guess there is no way to tell without testing it out. Could be true, could be false or something in between.
It is the in between stuff that has me going crazy right now.
Transitions are hard and I am in the midst of an extended one and though I have faith it will all work I am tired of feeling like I see the future through a fog.
Although there is a certain excitement that comes with that because if you adjust your perspective just a little bit that obscure picture of the future is kind of twinkly like stars lighting up the evening sky.