I truly hate posts about posting, and blogging, and such. So, with that disclaimer, let me tell you about posting and blogging and such. Walruses and things will be covered tomorrow.
Of late, I keep finding what I term, instant posts, which I think will interest you...and it IS all about interesting you (at least that is the premise...which we bullshit bloggers like to spin). It has NOTHING to do with numbers of followers or comments...NOTHING.
With an instant or quickie post, there isn't much to say about it, as it is self-explanatory. Which of course, puts one (the poster) off the hook for ideas. Not that we don't all have ideas, or in some cases...me being the exception...bullshit ideas, but ideas that are worth, er, posting. This is yet another such post. I have another post that I keep putting off for the quickie type. The other one is, well...wordy. So wordy that several days after starting it, I'm still not quite finished...but then that is the fault of the instant posts, ahem.
Apropos to finding things to post, or thinking of things to post, which is what blogging is about, is the whole genre of blogging. I've been at it for five years, but it's been around much longer than I imagined...not MY blog...blogging (so it's a convoluted sentence...I don't have time to re-write it...I have another post to finish.) Jeez.
Back to the quickie. I got this off boingboing.net.
Say Everything, Scott Rosenberg's history of blogging...with a video. I found it interesting. I hope you do too.
Oh...and no, I was not the first blogger...nor was I present at the signing of the treaty ending the war in the Pacific in 1945...contrary to the lies Punch over at A Theatre of the Absurd is circulating (if you want to go over there ((I don't know why you would want to, but if you do, go find him over there on the right...I don't have time to do the link thing)).)
33 comments:
Who knew? I am so so so far behind apparently. But his voice was quasi-annoying!
JennyMac---quasi? Fully. I deliberately neglected to reveal that. I feel I am entitled to pass it along...misery and all that.
Well Mr JadedJ
number one thing, that guy needs to be bitch slapped!
number two thing, like the way you ramble through words, or is it words rambling through you?
number three thing, thanks for the plug for a right site to set your slight sights upon.
number four thing, my site is to the right on the graphic layout of your site but, to the left of center on most news posts.
number five thing see number one thing! Do it again.
Oh by the way, I was bloggin' when bloggin' wasn't cool. Fullblown website, $20 a month for 10 years, lets see now, [buzz] carry the humm, carry the four, damn that's $2400 plus, Frontpage and all, but it was worth it Yeah buddy. Hell I had readers that would see me in public and say, Hey! you did not post anything to day! And i would. Then i got a day job and realized THEY could read my thoughts and fire me, 'cause of homeland boogiemen and all, so here i am. 4 years later back at the wheel. [not amber colored] For (4) f*****g free. No wonder frontpage went away.
number six thing see number one thing. perhaps one more!
Punch---you seem to have my number. And they seemed to have yours.
So what you're really saying is that you're bored and you got nothing. Nada. Nought. Walrus dung. Philosophy. Nada. Walruses doing nothing but philosophy. The Philosophy of doing nothing but admiring Walruses.
Right?
mo---mo, mo, mo...yes.
Right now I'm "idea rich" but I just started trying to do this thing a couple of months ago. I'm sure it gets a bit rougher to conjure as you go on.
Very funny post. I like your writing style!
Heidi---Oh no, it gets easier. What you want to do is follow as many blogs as possible. That gives you much more opportunity to steal other ideas. This is self-serving blogger rule #9.
Thanks for the kind words, and thanks for stopping by.
What mostoneskin said only double with a couple of Punch's number ones thrown in for good measure. Just the other blog I was saying something about spit it out. So a throw-a-way blog isn't 5.5 paragraphs of nothing followed by a stolen video?
You need a blow job JJ. Or is that a swing low?
Mr. C---You know, I have some new, young, literate visitors to this blog. So, the picture you are presenting regards my OLD visitors, is one of plagiarism and envy...the first being simply pathetic, and the second being a terrible sin...one of the ten deadly...sans termites. You need to see a priest.
As to the BJ...is you sister back in town?
Too low?
I guess I'm doomed to 5.5 paragraphs of nothing, 'cause I don't know Mr. C's sister...
Hey? wait a minute?
Where does 5.5 paragraphs come from? It seems to be 5.67 or a full 7 paragraphs. WTF?
By the Way, I AM the Walrus, coo coo cachoooo.
Doug---you are better off...it's his twin sister.
Punch---see...he makes this shit up, and it is 5.5 paragraphs in "C" land because he is counting on his toes.
I'm still cracking up over the thought of "cave" bloggers. What a hoot!
Shrewdly put, ma'am. I do my blogging in a hammock tied to a tree. Looking forward to hearing about the walrus.
You are a fool. I dig it.
Finally a post that needs no response other than no response such as this non response which come to think of it is actually a response.
Young literate visitors my ass. If all the visitors to this site were to get sick at once it would bankrupt medicare.
What mo.stoneskin said and a couple more of punch's number 1's to ya buddy.
And leave my sister out of it. It may not be legal but it's an honest living.
Diane---long on graphics...short on verbal.
Gorilla---Sometimes I do the same thing, but I usually use two trees, although your method does have merit if one lives say, on the Argentine Pampas. No, wait, did you mean a hammock as in a strand of trees...tied to one with a rope? That would be a whole different subject.
Heidi---And I have no money...we have parted.
wm---I refuse to respond to this.
Mr. C---Har har, that's a good one C. Ain't Google wonderful. But, I think you need to ask yourself, what would Jesus do in a situation such as this? Would he use Google to find a somewhat dubious witty retort? Or would he take care of business and try to get his relatives off the street. Something to think about.
This was an interesting tid bit of history but I agree the guy was obnoxious. He needs a makeover. The highlight was reading the comments by my twisted friends Mr. Charleston and Punch.
Peach---factoid. Truly...who cares?
Now, I have to have a word with you regards a certain two beyond twisted characters. DO. NOT. ENCOURAGE. THEM!
Not only has JJ become a blogger slacker but now he's trying to blame Google. Figures.
Does the term quality over quantity mean anything to you fella?
PeachT... You are the one. Mr. PeachT must be a seventh son or else he would not be with you.
Jadedj...I really must use profanity again,(ahem)seems like every time, Ms. PeachT and I seem to be having an erudite exchange, over one of your simplistic overviews of life, where we try (in an altruistic effort to improve your standing in the blogosphear) to lift the dialogue above the gutter snipe, that wattle toward your site like racoons after dark, you see fit to discourage her from engouraging me, therefore i must once again offer you a nice warm cup of "shut the fuck up!". We provide it in flavors and latte if you would like, or we can prepair it in an ice cold version. Yes the Cold Cup, best enjoyed pour over the head of the person deserving said cup.
Mr. C.... I hope my above post shows a fine example of quality over quanity. And by the way, your sister is the first one that ever served me a cup of shut the fuck up. yum, yum. my my.
OH yeah! Jadedj and another thing, please do not (don't) include me in the lumpy gravy that Mr. C. manages to stir up most of the time. I like my gravy, light and brown, smooth and warm, creamy and slightly salty, as i lick it off the pork chops, juz 'afore i's bites down on 'em, knowing the Tart is waiting. Yes Indeed, yum, yum, hummm yum!
Apart for Mr. Punch's horney ramblings, what he is saying, and me and Walking Man and Simon and Stoneskin and even Peach in her sweet as honey kind of way is... Shut the Fuck Up until you have something to say. We say this with love and affection and hoping, nay, praying that our lost soul will come back to us.
Oh,BTW Punch... I'm impressed!
P & C---Uncle.
I only read your blog for the comments.
(You know that's not true.)
intell---Ah, I know that's not true. Oh, yeah...you added that. OK I still love both parts of you.
I'm not your uncle
Punch---OK. Aunt.
I bought my first computer in 2001 and didn't start blogging until 2004. For me, the first few years were spent on message boards.
Kate---no AOL private rooms eh? I too started in 2004, I had only heard of blogging a few months before.
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