The dull should not blog.Tough. Here I am anyway.
Second, my friend Tony Shepps wrote some years back:
"Home pages are the pet rock of the 90s. We all have them, we all think they're very cute. But in a few years we're going to look back and be pretty embarrassed."
(Ironically, I was unable to find Tony's page with this quote. I wouldn't be surprised if he got rid of it. I'll have to ask him.)
Anyway. If home pages were the pet rocks of the 1990s, what are blogs? The cabbage patch dolls? The tickle-me-Elmos? The mullets? I'm not sure, but I can't escape a nagging feeling that we'll regret it somewhere down the road.
So don't look for any particular pearls of wisdom here. Postings will be irregular, when I feel like I have something worth saying. (My twitter feed, over on the right of the page, will be somewhat more active. If you're looking to hear what I had for lunch, or which tie I decided to wear to work, you'll be sorely disappointed. But I will throw out various flotsam and jetsam that I find interesting around the web.) I do have a couple posts on tap, but those will have to come another time.
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If blogs are the mullets (or whatever, pick your favorite embarassing fad) of the... wait a minute, are they of the 00's (aughts?) or of the teens? Now that my train of thought has completely derailed -- my actual point was if blogs are the fad, then what are blog comments? The dust on the pet rock? The dandruff on the mullet?
ReplyDeleteThat's a good question! I guess we should come up with some kind of holistic metaphor for the whole undertaking. (I'm afraid it's past me tonight, though.)
ReplyDelete(PS--I always liked the "naughty aughties" for the 00 decade.)