Blogging and Slogging
I may have yet to master the art of blogging -- obviously, it hasn't consumed my life for the past six months, but, hey, I have been busy, thank you -- but that doesn't mean I've given up on it. I remain unsure what my blog wants to be when it grows up, but I know I don't need yet another outlet for just talking about myself. I have friends to bore with that and a person can be only so needy -- even in Hollywood.
It's not like my life's not exciting, because, frankly, it is. Compared to most people I know, anyway, although that may be a skewed sampling. It's decidedly less exciting than a lot of other lives in this town. And "exciting" is relative, anyway. Besides, sometimes the excitement ain't something I'm personally excited about, so why would I go to the trouble of putting it on the Internet?
2005 has proven to be the year of Lesser People With Greater Problems throwing the feces of their insanity at me because I happen to be passing near their cages. Yay. Believe me, I've done everything I can to either get away from them or get them to stop, but I've got this exciting life to lead, remember, so sometimes there's only so much I can do. It's been majorly fucking weird, though, I can tell you that. I like to actually earn whatever chaos I experience in life, instead of simply being the shiny thing that attracts the attention of the embittered and the insane. But you've got your own problems, so why would you want to read about that?
Also, in the past few months there was that awful thing with the psycho killer/kidnapper/child-rapist/blogger in the Pacific Northwest which got me to thinking, even though I'm not any of those things, would I want my blogging scrutinized in the future due to some act of infamy that may inadvertantly befall me? Every inane scribbling laid bare to the world to see just because I was in the wrong place at the wrong time? When you have a psycho stalker, you have to think about these things.
On the other hand, I've had a ton of great things happen this year, too, but at some point blogging would become bragging which is next-door to boring and I don't want to go there. A bizarre concept for LA, yes, but I am nothing if not a perennial outsider.
So I'm still working on it.
It's not like my life's not exciting, because, frankly, it is. Compared to most people I know, anyway, although that may be a skewed sampling. It's decidedly less exciting than a lot of other lives in this town. And "exciting" is relative, anyway. Besides, sometimes the excitement ain't something I'm personally excited about, so why would I go to the trouble of putting it on the Internet?
2005 has proven to be the year of Lesser People With Greater Problems throwing the feces of their insanity at me because I happen to be passing near their cages. Yay. Believe me, I've done everything I can to either get away from them or get them to stop, but I've got this exciting life to lead, remember, so sometimes there's only so much I can do. It's been majorly fucking weird, though, I can tell you that. I like to actually earn whatever chaos I experience in life, instead of simply being the shiny thing that attracts the attention of the embittered and the insane. But you've got your own problems, so why would you want to read about that?
Also, in the past few months there was that awful thing with the psycho killer/kidnapper/child-rapist/blogger in the Pacific Northwest which got me to thinking, even though I'm not any of those things, would I want my blogging scrutinized in the future due to some act of infamy that may inadvertantly befall me? Every inane scribbling laid bare to the world to see just because I was in the wrong place at the wrong time? When you have a psycho stalker, you have to think about these things.
On the other hand, I've had a ton of great things happen this year, too, but at some point blogging would become bragging which is next-door to boring and I don't want to go there. A bizarre concept for LA, yes, but I am nothing if not a perennial outsider.
So I'm still working on it.
posted by dave at
8/26/2005 03:07:00 PM
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