Any of my long-time readers will roll their eyes at this post, because they’ve read a version of it many times before. I have a template-changing addiction. I am fully able to admit that, and for a while, I thought it was a bad thing, because people won’t recognize my blog when they see it. But that’s stupid. Because they only see it if they’ve come here on purpose, and it says Viki Babbles at the top. Plus, as I’ve said before, during those times when I am posting less frequently, the template changes serve to freshen things up a bit. That is also stupid. There’s no substitute for good content, I’m aware of that. I just don’t care.
Recently, I became enamored of a blog called 101 Reasons to Stop Writing. First off, it’s funny and witty and all that good stuff. It’s also very well written. And, at first, I thought silly things like “Fuck you, telling me I should stop writing, who the hell are you?” And then, I read more of it, and I thought, “Yeah, all those people who suck should really stop writing, but not me, of course.” And then, I read still more, and I thought, “Sometimes I do suck. I should stop writing.” And then, I berated some of my students for using the phrase “and then” more than once in a piece of writing, because it is just about the laziest and most unimaginative transition EVAH. What I should stop doing is being lazy about writing; not just blog posts (although I highly doubt I’ll ever stop being lazy about writing them, because I kind of think there’s a beauty to the dashed-off babble, plus that’s the whole POINT to this blog anyway), but about my writing in general. Because I am lazy about it. Not as lazy as I could be, but lazier than I should be.
The point is, the internet is chock-full of crappy writing. It’s everywhere. It’s annoying. My brain is too small to even comprehend the vastness of the crappiness of the internet. I cannot comprehend unlimited, unending space. Full of crap. It gives me a headache. And I don’t want to be a contributor to the crap.
That said, you are probably expecting to read some kind of promise, or maybe a New Year’s Resolution, or a commitment that I hereby swear to post something well-written, well-thought-out and wonderful every day of the next year. That would be stupid. How long have you been reading this blog anyway? Five minutes? You know me better than that. I will, however, promise to think about it.
Oh, and, what do you think of the template? I had one similar to it a long time ago, but this one is jazzed up a little. I have a preference for clean, white space. After all, it is the content that is important here, right? And navigation should be easy as well, because I know how often people spend hours on my site, clicking around, reading the archives, etc. It’s almost never, actually, but if someone were to want to do that, I would want it to be easy for them.
I’ll be back, maybe this evening, with a review of a FANTASTIC book I got for Christmas. I spent much of Christmas Eve reading passages of it aloud and laughing hysterically while my in-laws laughed at me for finding it so amusing.
1. I write better than you.
2. I write better than you.
3. I write better than you.
4. Your new template sucks again.
5. I write better than you, and your new template sucks, and mine is better.
6. I probably run faster than you also.
1. You do not.
2. You do not.
3. You do not.
4. It’s not that bad. What do you want? Tits?
5. Your template is most certainly not better than mine. It is a pathetic standard Blogger template. It’s black. It gives me a headache to read your posts. Oh. Maybe it’s the WRITING.
6. I smoke nearly a pack of cigarettes a day. But I’m still pretty confident that I can run faster than you. Aren’t you a linebacker?
7. I forgot. I was going to say something really funny, but I forgot what it was.
1. My template oozes bad-ass stuff like ninjas and Indians, if you ever talk down about it again it will probably come fondle you while you sleep Michael Jackson style.
2. I’m a lineman and I definitely run fast than you.
3. As for your template of me I would appreciate anything other than suckyness.
4. Don’t hate on my writing, you’re just wasting your time. Go write a paper or something.
5. I say so many funny things I forget funny things that I had previously said which means I’m funny with a bad memory.
6. Shame.
I’m too busy rolling my eyes at your template changes to enter into the fray above. I’ve decided to competely IGNORE your template from now on, and just read your posts. And sometimes the comments.
Oh, yeah. If there had been ONE MORE “and then” up there, I’d have taken you to task for them. But your usage stopped JUST short of excessive. Maybe. Depending upon whom you ask.
And yes, I did eventually write about that phone call.
John
John, you’re a smart man. Never enter into the fray between me and Somebody’s Son. He’s a lunatic and I no longer have any memory of how I came to know him, but I love him all the same.
Good. Ignore the template. Come for the writing. I hope to do more of it in the near future.
I’ll go check out the phone call post.