Wednesday, November 22, 2006
I Didn't Want To Be The Last Asshole Without a Blog
So, I'm just going to stream-of-consciousness this since overthinking has already caused me to postpone doing it at all for like the past month. It has been my pattern in life to shy away from anything that has officially become a "thing". And in the case of the web log, my reaction has been consistent with that course. I grappled with my own attitudes about self-promotion and the seeming presumptuousness of the whole thing. Ultimately, I decided to go ahead and get over myself. The truth is, I read blogs. Lots of them. I love to check in with my fellow theatrefolk at Dup's Blog, Sheila Callaghan, Bog Face and laketch. I love to check in and see what's going on at my favorite radio station and hearing new bands for the first time at all of the various mp3 blogs I check in with daily. The list goes on. Politics, humor, you name it. I reads my ass some blogs.
In the end, I decided that if it was trite to write a blog, then it was really fuckin' trite to spend as much of your morning reading them as I do. So, everyone's just friggin' groovy and now, here we go.
The title of my blog suggests that I'm just going to spend all of my free time and effort raving about this thing or that, which I probably will. But, be assured that all of my content will first be vetted by Michael Richards for tact of presentation and social propriety. And since it's Thanksgiving and given my recent spate of good luck (which I'll address in a future post), I'll refrain from complaining. For now, I'll just say "Hi, 'sphere" and leave you all wanting more.
Not more of me necessarily, but just... you know... more.
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3 comments:
Nice opening blog, my friend. Particularly enjoyed the timely Michael Richards reference. I too have a born resistence to anything that's a "thing," so your fearless jump into the bloggosphere is inspiring. Can't wait to read the next one. Happy Thanksgiving to you and the layday. -Ben
Where's the beef? I haven't felt this teased since your bachelor party! No diatribe? Baby steps are for fear-crippled neurotics. Nicely written, though.
i'm not ritualistically blogeeing. but i was Curious... Aaron. and pretention anxiety--you wanna rule the world. what's wrong with that?
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