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I'm tired. Tired of writing, tired of reading, tired of thinking. This will pass, I know, and I'll jump back into competitive blogging, probably, spurred on by some silly idea I felt driven to share.
In the meantime, I read. My attention span lately hasn't allowed me to read anything much longer than Twitter's 140-character posts, so I read mile after mile after mile of things like this:
I have to help my son with his science homework and I have NO CHOCOLATE IN THE HOUSE! #fail
WTF? toddler will NOT take a nap longer than 15 minutes. #fml
Skinny bitches cooking on the Food Network, nothing else on.
OMG Why do kids whine so much?!
Indeed.
Attention span allowing, I would normally switch to blogs I love. But lately, in an attempt to branch out, change up my habits and expose myself to new worlds, I have instead been reading random blogs, new to me. I needn't have bothered. There's so much shrill, self-righteous and mind-numbingly obvious speechifying going on, I'd swear that everyone in Bloggywood is running for political office.
It's not that I'm not against [kicking puppies] or [grand theft auto] or [knocking down old ladies], it's just that those should be givens. I don't know anyone who IS in favor of them, and I don't want to. I feel no need to take an indignant huffy stand against [fire-bombing the post office], either.
When my mood gets particularly bleak I fear for my gender. Really, ladies? Women suffered 90 years ago so we could whine about traffic and post pictures of SHOES? How the heck do we expect to be taken seriously? And I fully embrace that under my bland exterior I am the silliest person you may ever meet, so I am including myself in this criticism.
I dunno. It's dark. It'll pass. But meanwhile I'm torturing myself with Twitter's banalities and the smug self-congratulatory world of Bloggywood. Why do I have no chocolate in the house?









And the fact that I'm reading this post two weeks late tells you that I'm on the same page. I seem to have lost my writing mojo lately -- or to be too distracted by life, or something. Anyway. I do hope you don't completely disappear. We NEED witty, smart women like you out here writing, if only to serve as vital antidote to drivel.
Posted by: MommyTime | September 28, 2010 at 07:15 PM
I agree with you, sometimes reading around blogs can be really depressing. Have you read over hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com ??
It's my new favourite blog ever. Last time I read it I genuinely snorted out some tea.
Have tissues ready.
Posted by: Raz | September 28, 2010 at 10:09 AM
Gee Whiz---you missed it . Trader Joe's had a sale on chocolate bars last week---maybe they have some left. 3 bars in a pack for less than two bucks---dark and milk. I bought a bunch and hid them in a cupboard---somewhere
Posted by: gramps | September 20, 2010 at 09:41 AM
I love and hate twitter. I enjoy paring what I want to say into 140 little characters. I can skim a lot of updates in a short amount of time. However, most of those updates are absolute drivel. And I'm blogging less because so often, what I might have blogged about gets pared down and tweeted instead. (What does THAT say about the value of most of my blog posts?) The jury is still out on Twitter.
In the meantime, I enjoy reading your tweets AND your blog. Thanks. :)
Posted by: Kit | September 16, 2010 at 09:56 AM
C'mon over to casa de Crazy - we have chocolate...snd cookies...and booze...and SOMEONE has to consume 'em 'cause I CAN'T right now...
Shade and Sweetwater,
K (who doesn't give a fig sbout shoes, fashion, or traffic, anyway)
Posted by: Kyddryn | September 15, 2010 at 02:23 PM
Laurie, maybe NOW you understand why I never bothered with Twitter. If I'm going to post something mostly about poop, it's going to be 500 words long, with photos of cows, recurring jokes, and a machine that goes "Bing!" And for that I already have a vehicle: your blog.
I'll leave the tweeting to my toaster oven: "@fireplace: I just toasted a bagel!" However, I made my toilet close its Twitter account. It was starting to compete with my guest posts here.
Posted by: Mantel Man | September 15, 2010 at 10:50 AM
Ron, I think we're related...My cousin Obscurity came to visit months ago and now she refuses to leave. I knew I should have never friended her on Facebook!
Posted by: Cactus Petunia | September 15, 2010 at 10:47 AM
Sisters unite against "shrill, self-righteous and mind-numbingly obvious speechifying!"
I feel like our new world of media is always changing, progressing (or not), and will not be the same creature one year from now that it is today. Which is good. This is what keeps me "in" and interested. I feel more of the intellectual "blahs" toward the mommy blog situation right now, but I hear ya too on Twitter too.
I'm keeping my eye on the bigger movement of media and that's what's still exciting to me.
Love ya!
Suz
Posted by: Suz | September 15, 2010 at 10:41 AM
yeah, i've been working up the steam to write something. i have a major disney vent coming. but i actually have to sit down and write.
but most of the stuff i read - blerg. the mommy blog phenom is great and awful. i mean, sometimes, people can write and emerge from it with interesting things to say. and then, there are the blogs mostly about poop.
anyway, FWIW, i truly enjoy your stuff. i heart fooleryland <3
Posted by: sher | September 15, 2010 at 03:48 AM
Oh gosh...don't visit mine. I have no life and am old. Leaving all the intelligent stuff to you younger ladies. Mine's just a diary LOL
Posted by: Debbie | September 15, 2010 at 02:46 AM
I didn't realize I had a relative named Obscurity. So, NOW you finally appreciate me more my pithy cleverness.
Posted by: Audubon Ron | September 15, 2010 at 01:19 AM
You can't leave competitive blogging! We were just getting ready to take the synchronized blogging group on tour. And you know you are the cornerstone of our blooming flower routine.
But seriously....I get it. I am often STUNNED by the lack of any real VALUE the bulk of blogs out there represent. Just dribble. Drabble. Now my site is no Walden either....but I have the motto 'if you can't make a difference. At least make em laugh'
Hang tough. Be strong. And Twitter on.
Posted by: The Glamorous Life Association | September 15, 2010 at 12:10 AM