No, seriously, I really want to know. I mean I understand the role of having a diary (or a journal, depending on how old you are/consider yourself). But I thought the whole point of having one of those was that it was a place to store one's deepest thoughts and secrets for later re-hashing and rumination. But by publishing one's deepest thoughts (and half-thoughts even) to the entire universe doesn't that pre-empt one's ability to look back on and reconsider what one may have said in the heat of passion? By that time it's too late, if anyone reads it you've already been judged on the face of your words. And if those words were particularly ugly there's no way to take them back - the ideas are already out and being ruminated about by the rest of the herd. Other groups of proverbial cows are out there discussing your thoughts and writing about them in their own blogs. It's scary.
But then, maybe that's the point. With the threat of an instant audience maybe we're supposed to think about what we're saying before you commit it to print. But then isn't that just self-censorship?
Ruminate...ruminate...ruminate...
Well, it's a stumper. Thankfully, since this is my first post of my first blog, nobody knows about it and nobody I know will be reading it, so I suppose there is time for me to just run blindly in without harming myself too irrevocably. And with luck I'll stay nice and unknown and able to pontificate on whatever topic I want. But in general I'd say my life is only marginally interesting. Some would call it a life of quiet desperation, but not me. I'm very noisy about my desperation.
The fun site for today is: http://www.foundmagazine.com. A friend of mine whom I used to work with emailed it to me last Friday, but because I'd already left work when she did I wasn't able to explore it with due diligence. It rules. Just little snippits of life's flotsam that is found and posted online for all to see. It's an interesting way to play the part of the "unintentional voyeur" - peeking into the bits of life that other folks are glad to be rid of. And since voyeurism seems to be all the rage today (e.g. reality television, celebrity "news" shows, US weekly, etc) this seemed like the least harmful way of doing it I've seen.
Well, lunch break is over, time to get back to work...
But then, maybe that's the point. With the threat of an instant audience maybe we're supposed to think about what we're saying before you commit it to print. But then isn't that just self-censorship?
Ruminate...ruminate...ruminate...
Well, it's a stumper. Thankfully, since this is my first post of my first blog, nobody knows about it and nobody I know will be reading it, so I suppose there is time for me to just run blindly in without harming myself too irrevocably. And with luck I'll stay nice and unknown and able to pontificate on whatever topic I want. But in general I'd say my life is only marginally interesting. Some would call it a life of quiet desperation, but not me. I'm very noisy about my desperation.
The fun site for today is: http://www.foundmagazine.com. A friend of mine whom I used to work with emailed it to me last Friday, but because I'd already left work when she did I wasn't able to explore it with due diligence. It rules. Just little snippits of life's flotsam that is found and posted online for all to see. It's an interesting way to play the part of the "unintentional voyeur" - peeking into the bits of life that other folks are glad to be rid of. And since voyeurism seems to be all the rage today (e.g. reality television, celebrity "news" shows, US weekly, etc) this seemed like the least harmful way of doing it I've seen.
Well, lunch break is over, time to get back to work...
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