Whose Shake Is This!!? A loutish and insipic presentation of scurrilous incoherent ramblings and other dull tedious shite arranged in a convenient and affable chronological format. |
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Saturday, May 14, 2005
Crying Myself To Sleep
I should be crying myself to sleep over episodes of Marmalade Boy. Instead, I am doing this. However, on the bright side, I found the Best Blog Ever!! Wow!! EVERY blog should be like this ((and unfortunately, most are)). An attempt at decisiveness indeed!! Unfortunately, it probably won't last. Dig it now, while you can! Whoops!! Too late!! Now it's the Worst Blog Ever!! Instead, I am finding the usual teenage girl blogs...Or...at least, THIS one. b r o k e n. Almost impossible to read, but....worth reading. On the other hand *Miss Kapital Barbie* is possible to read, but not worth the minimal effort it takes to read it. waves crashing;all i need is youu <3 is neither readable nor worth reading. Happy Life is just an impossible mess, except for this: ![]() Instead I'm caught in the company of people who SHOULD have Writer's Block, but don't. People like Jocelyn Smith , Lucky Pink, and AngelSong who I'm sure are all quite nice, but....that's beside the point. Ditto, the auteur of It's CMASHing. And possibly, too, the pilgrim responsible for The Dry Gully Cricket Club, even though there is a likeable enough tenor to to his proceedings. As for Dierdre and Gabriel, well....I guess the nicest thing I can say that their blog, Wearing These Chains is a subtle little reminder to me that I should be crying myself to sleep over episodes of Marmalade Boy instead of reading it. So, instead of raging and sputtering over the BlogMap on Jay Harris's Amazingly Thrilling Blog, instead of checking up on ol' Sander to see if he's found Vampire Girl yet ((he hasn't)), instead of checking to make sure that hell is still under new management ((it is)), I will NOW go and cry myself to sleep over episodes of Marmalade Boy. ![]() Mood: Sullen & I Should Be Crying Now Wine: PEPPERWOOD GROVE Syrah 2002 Music: "Egao Ni Nitai" by Hamada Rie Thursday, May 05, 2005
Clutch-O-Matic!!!
I can't lose vigilance for just one second, let alone a month or two, before all stupidity breaks loose. I've been remiss and in my absence new idiocies rage unabated. What I'm referring to is this new crazy cuckoo cosmic concept of TAGS. Tagging is now all the rage. It's purports to be a liberation of some dubious sort, the realtime web organizized by YOU!! But in reality it all amounts to just more emotional fascism. One more stupid thing to do to make one seem cool and purposeful and part of a bigger world. The wired becomes YOUR personal web! Now mind you, I'm not against a better way to organize bookmarks. Hierarchies are not always the best way to search. But I don't really see the point of social bookmarks. I'm perfectly fine with bookmarking the pages I want to without going through the tedious bother of adding keywords and other levels of unnecessary activity. For example, right now, I have a bookmark folder entitled HILLBILLY. Now, when I save a website to that folder, I know what I mean by that. I dont need some keyword to find it later. And I sure as hell wont have it dont want some peckerwood who wouldn't know a hillbilly from a hellbilly making MY personal web a part of HIS personal web. To HELL with that! For me, the only tags should be HTML tags. Onward! I'd rather read about British politics, and all that all that psycho social-engineering dross. I'd rather read some minimalistically readable and quasi-insipic college girl blog. I'd rather read something totally unreadable and stupid (no I wouldn't). I'd rather read about the Wo Pong Yos, who thankfully don't tag their photos, thus saving themselves from the slough of emotional fascism. I'll lay this to rest, for the moment with an archival post from Joho the Blog, and then dash off to skewer the gullible, and all that dross. The Dwarves Chronicle deserves good roasting. It's a Fake group blog that is obviously the work of a person who either has split personalities, or who is not a very good fantasy role-player. But I can't seem to get off those TAGS. I think the whole concept takes all the magic and joy out of discovery. The best things are found through happenstance. A good example of this is Were There Mushrooms In The Tea? A nice presentation of essential nonsense you can live without. Please, Will Elmore, for god's sake DONT Tag your photos!! Then again, chewing my shoes would normally get a sound thromping....Della types a blog like she's doing a 17 minute drum solo at a Robin Trower/Outlaws/Black Oak Arkansas concert at the Brown County Arena in Green Bay, Wisconsin. But she likes Joni Mitchell, so I will kick it back a notch because she plays LADIES OF THE CANYON at full volume! I hope she also plays HEJIRA, and MINGUS at full volume as well. And....speaking of Green Bay, Wisconsin....just by happenstance and not tags, I found the ultimate teenage girl blog of all time (or tonight). It is so fabulous and dreadful in every way imaginable, but it's still compelling enough to wade through the insipic song lyrics to find the essential details. She's the goalie for her soccer team, but no longer has a shutout. But even when her soccer team kicks ass she's still pissed. New London and Wrightstown crumble before her, but she's still pissed. I was hoping that she would have a tale to tell about how her team beat those Hortonville fuckers, and she would STILL be pissed. But maybe some other day. Meanwhile, more British political bullshit. My take is that Tony Blair is the lesser of any number of evils. Not saying much, there. And whether the music sucks or does not suck at MusicThatDoesNotSuck, I'm not about to say, except to say that the music that does not suck is the music that I say does not suck. So fock the social web and all that dross. We'd all be in little boxes, hiding from both hierarchy and magic. We'd be playing it frighteningly safe in string-me-along worlds. After all, what would you get if you searched for DANGER as a tag? Why, someone else's Petty fascism of course. No thinking at all. Mood: Sullen & Vigilant Wine: LINDEMANS Bin 65 Chardonnay 2003 Music: "Circle Sky" by The Monkees |
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