Who cares?
Hey there, folks! I have created a blog. This is something I have been considering for some time. Just today I realized that this blog is not going to create itself, so I decided to start typing. There is a problem, however. I have no idea what I want to write about; which witty insights I can provide to the Internet that are new, challenging, and relevant. Looking at these words, I chuckle, thinking that none of them really apply to me. I should start by considering you, my audience. The world at large that will hang on my every word.
A quick pause there, while reality sets in. There are thousands, probably millions, of blogs out there, so the chances that anyone other than myself reading this are minimal. Especially when I don't really have a central theme to my blog. It's like Seinfeld pitching a show about nothing. Except they had an abundance of talent, and I am in this position because I have a computer, and this is free! Isn't the world we live in fantastic? Why would anyone read this?
Well, those that know me might want to humour me by telling me they saw my blog. I'm sure when I tell my wife that I have begun posting a blog on the internet, she will scan my prose, point out any errors, and then chastise me for either writing things about her, or not writing things about her, whichever happens to be the case. I love you, honey :).
Well, those that know me might want to humour me by telling me they saw my blog. I'm sure when I tell my wife that I have begun posting a blog on the internet, she will scan my prose, point out any errors, and then chastise me for either writing things about her, or not writing things about her, whichever happens to be the case. I love you, honey :).
My mother will likely not read this, not after I shocked her on Twitter. She won't tell me which post or retweet it was that horrified her; but I managed to completely upset her. She became visibly agitated when I spoke of Twitter and informed me that she had disabled her account in an attempt to shelter herself from such inappropriate content in the future. It may have been a retweet of Jenny Johnson live tweeting her screening of Black Swan, replete with C-bombs. Damn, she is funny.
Dad might read this. Hey, Dad. You should try this blogging stuff. So far it's lots of fun. Its like creating a scenario for yourself to enjoy the stresses of writer's block. Right out of thin air. Sort of like paying to get kicked in the nuts. (Except its free!)
Anyhow, it seems as though that is my audience, as it stands, but feel free to join us.
As for topical matter there are so many roads we can travel down together. For instance, I have seriously underestimated the impact that David Bowie has had on the musical landscape. I wish Sons of Anarchy was on HBO, so they could have more freedom to create a realistic backdrop for the story. They do a good job, but i think the network rules are curbing what that show could be. The Bruins are looking good in the playoffs, with a possible sweep of the Rangers tonight, and the Cubs are wandering along with a winning percentage of .400 at this point. Finally, and best, for those who stumble across this blog, I could fill pages with semi-amusing anecdotes from my past. These are great for those around me, who have heard them all sixty or seventy times, and they still don't have a punch line. I have good friends though, they always pretend they haven't heard them before.
I think I'll just go with whatever gets my fingers moving on this keyboard. But so far we are looking at a blog about nothing. You get what you pay for.
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