The Evening Roundup
Here we go, the first roundup of the new year. Here is what I blogged about today:
Blog Questions We Ask Ourselves
Addicted/Dependent Upon Computers
Proof of Existence
2006 Hooters Calendar
Rest In Peace Blue
Blog Questions We Ask Ourselves
Addicted/Dependent Upon Computers
Proof of Existence
2006 Hooters Calendar
Rest In Peace Blue
Blog Questions We Ask Ourselves
The title of this post is a bit presumptuous because I am assuming that I am not the only blogger to ask these questions, or maybe I am.
1) If you are an anonymous blogger would the loss of your anonymity stop you from blogging? Golda Leah touched upon this in her post today and many other bloggers have dealt with it.
My own anonymity has been compromised and I simply refuse to stop writing because this is outlet means a lot to me. I am appreciative of the community I have become a part of and happy that I have been given the opportunity to learn.
But there is no doubt that the removal of the veil changes a blogger's approach. What do you think?
2) Many blogs have regulars, you know they are the commenters that show up on most if not all of the posts. Sometimes those commenters disappear. Do you wonder where they went? Do you wonder if they think that your blog has jumped the shark, if you upset them or if there is some other explanation for why they have forsaken you.
3) Do you ever wonder what the shelf life of your blog is? That is, how long will you be able to keep you going/how long do you want to keep going?
I readily admit to all of these, but I have to say that I my smallest concern is how long I can keep this up. I don't have a problem coming up with content. The big question is how much of my evening I want to dedicate to this.
If you enjoyed this or are curious to read my other rambling remarks about blogging try reviewing the posts on the blogging drop down menu such as
Blogging for Ego, For Experience, For What
Do you Have Blog Envy?
How Many Blogs Do You Read?
1) If you are an anonymous blogger would the loss of your anonymity stop you from blogging? Golda Leah touched upon this in her post today and many other bloggers have dealt with it.
My own anonymity has been compromised and I simply refuse to stop writing because this is outlet means a lot to me. I am appreciative of the community I have become a part of and happy that I have been given the opportunity to learn.
But there is no doubt that the removal of the veil changes a blogger's approach. What do you think?
2) Many blogs have regulars, you know they are the commenters that show up on most if not all of the posts. Sometimes those commenters disappear. Do you wonder where they went? Do you wonder if they think that your blog has jumped the shark, if you upset them or if there is some other explanation for why they have forsaken you.
3) Do you ever wonder what the shelf life of your blog is? That is, how long will you be able to keep you going/how long do you want to keep going?
I readily admit to all of these, but I have to say that I my smallest concern is how long I can keep this up. I don't have a problem coming up with content. The big question is how much of my evening I want to dedicate to this.
If you enjoyed this or are curious to read my other rambling remarks about blogging try reviewing the posts on the blogging drop down menu such as
Blogging for Ego, For Experience, For What
Do you Have Blog Envy?
How Many Blogs Do You Read?
Addicted/Dependent Upon Computers
Do you remember the good old days when you feared a virus for what it might do to you and not your computer. Remember the days of yore in which a defrag meant that you were trying to protect your sergeant or how a Trojan Horse was related to mythology.
I don't know about you but at some point in time things changed for me and I began to rely upon the computer as more than just a word processor/fancy calculator and it became a way to communicate, pay bills and so much more.
The problem is that I have become far too reliant on the computer and I am not nearly as proficient at repairing it as I would like to be. Fortunately my computer is running now, but not at optimal performance which is why I purchased some software to cure some of those ills.
However, the installation of the cure is not going so well. For that matter it is not working at all and I am not quite clear as to why. I have a few ideas but I think that I am going to test them out tomorrow.
I don't know about you but at some point in time things changed for me and I began to rely upon the computer as more than just a word processor/fancy calculator and it became a way to communicate, pay bills and so much more.
The problem is that I have become far too reliant on the computer and I am not nearly as proficient at repairing it as I would like to be. Fortunately my computer is running now, but not at optimal performance which is why I purchased some software to cure some of those ills.
However, the installation of the cure is not going so well. For that matter it is not working at all and I am not quite clear as to why. I have a few ideas but I think that I am going to test them out tomorrow.
Proof of Existence
A man went to a barbershop to have his hair cut and his beard trimmed.
As the barber began to work, they began to have a good conversation. They talked about so many things and various subjects.
When they eventually touched on the subject of G-d, the barber said: "I don't believe that G-d exists." "
Why do you say that?" asked the customer.
"Well, you just have to go out in the street to realize that G-d doesn't exist.
Tell me, if G-d exists, would there be so many sick people? Would there be abandoned children? If G-d existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain.
I can't imagine a loving G-d who would allow all of these things." The customer thought for a moment, but didn't respond because he didn't want to start an argument.
The barber finished his job and the customer left the shop.
Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the street with long, stringy, dirty hair and an untrimmed beard. He looked dirty and unkempt.
The customer turned back and entered the barber shop again and he said to the barber: "You know what? Barbers do not exist."
"How can you say that?" asked the surprised barber. "I am here, and I am a barber. And I just worked on you!" "No!" the customer exclaimed. "Barbers don't exist because if they did, there would be no people with dirty long hair and untrimmed beards, like that man outside."
"Ah, but barbers DO exist! What happens, is people do not come to me." "Exactly!"- affirmed the customer. "That's the point! G-d, too, DOES exist! What happens, is, people don't go to Him and do not look for Him."
I have always enjoyed these little parables, I think that they are simple with a strong message. Regardless of whether you believe in G-d or not I think the real message here is that it is up to you to go out and do things to help the world.
You'll never convince everyone that G-d exists, but you don't have to rely on G-d to try and engage in some simple acts to make life better for you and everyone around you. Start small and big things will come of it.
As the barber began to work, they began to have a good conversation. They talked about so many things and various subjects.
When they eventually touched on the subject of G-d, the barber said: "I don't believe that G-d exists." "
Why do you say that?" asked the customer.
"Well, you just have to go out in the street to realize that G-d doesn't exist.
Tell me, if G-d exists, would there be so many sick people? Would there be abandoned children? If G-d existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain.
I can't imagine a loving G-d who would allow all of these things." The customer thought for a moment, but didn't respond because he didn't want to start an argument.
The barber finished his job and the customer left the shop.
Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the street with long, stringy, dirty hair and an untrimmed beard. He looked dirty and unkempt.
The customer turned back and entered the barber shop again and he said to the barber: "You know what? Barbers do not exist."
"How can you say that?" asked the surprised barber. "I am here, and I am a barber. And I just worked on you!" "No!" the customer exclaimed. "Barbers don't exist because if they did, there would be no people with dirty long hair and untrimmed beards, like that man outside."
"Ah, but barbers DO exist! What happens, is people do not come to me." "Exactly!"- affirmed the customer. "That's the point! G-d, too, DOES exist! What happens, is, people don't go to Him and do not look for Him."
I have always enjoyed these little parables, I think that they are simple with a strong message. Regardless of whether you believe in G-d or not I think the real message here is that it is up to you to go out and do things to help the world.
You'll never convince everyone that G-d exists, but you don't have to rely on G-d to try and engage in some simple acts to make life better for you and everyone around you. Start small and big things will come of it.
Rest In Peace Blue
LOS ANGELES, California (AP) -- Patrick Cranshaw, who achieved cult-like status as fraternity brother "Blue" in the 2003 comedy "Old School," has died. He was 86.The veteran character actor died of natural causes Wednesday at his home in Fort Worth, Texas, his personal manager, Jeff Ross, told the Los Angeles Times.
Throughout his career spanning nearly 50 years, Cranshaw had dozens of roles, including a bank teller in "Bonnie and Clyde" and a demolition derby owner in "Herbie: Fully Loaded" (2005). Other credits included "Bandolero" (1968), "Best in Show" (2000) and "The Hudsucker Proxy" (1994), as well as television series "Mork & Mindy" and "The Dukes of Hazzard."
But he was probably best known for his role as elderly frat boy Joseph "Blue" Palasky in "Old School," starring Luke Wilson, Will Ferrell and Vince Vaughn.
In the hit comedy, he was about to wrestle two topless girls but dies of an apparent heart attack from overexcitment. After singing "Dust in the Wind" at Blue's funeral, Ferrell's character calls out in agony: "You're my boy, Blue!"
Fans would yell the signature line whenever they saw the actor and erected Web sites paying homage to his "Old School" character.
A Fresh Start
Hi Folks,
Some of you have probably noticed that the mother of all posts, the two-part end of 2005 recap has been removed from the blog. I didn't want to pull it but unfortunately all of those links were causing a number of issues so I took those two posts down.
However I didn't want to lose everything so I created a new blog that I am using to house those two posts. If you are interested you can find it here.
Part of the reason I constructed the recap was so that I could go back and take a look at the various things/issues that were of interest/important to me. Now mind you I know that I could just as easily do that by reviewing the archives but you don't get the same sense of things as you do from having a global perspective.
I also want to thank those of you who commented on the posts. I appreciate your kind words and sentiments.
So off we go into 2006 on the fabulous blog highway. I look forward to sharing the journey with you.
Some of you have probably noticed that the mother of all posts, the two-part end of 2005 recap has been removed from the blog. I didn't want to pull it but unfortunately all of those links were causing a number of issues so I took those two posts down.
However I didn't want to lose everything so I created a new blog that I am using to house those two posts. If you are interested you can find it here.
Part of the reason I constructed the recap was so that I could go back and take a look at the various things/issues that were of interest/important to me. Now mind you I know that I could just as easily do that by reviewing the archives but you don't get the same sense of things as you do from having a global perspective.
I also want to thank those of you who commented on the posts. I appreciate your kind words and sentiments.
So off we go into 2006 on the fabulous blog highway. I look forward to sharing the journey with you.
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