4 posts tagged “comedy”

So yeah, I'm a big fan of The Office.  For my money, there's not a show on TV that is as funny or smart as The Office. I waited for so long for Jim and Pam to become a couple and I'm really happy that they're trying to show a little turmoil happening in their lives apart, but it hasn't gone totally cliche with fights all the time.  Jim and Pam truly love each other in a fairytale way and it would be a huge disservice to the characters to bog them down with the typical sitcom breakdown of their relationship.  There needs to be some happy endings in life, and I'm thankful that The Office is playing out the typical relationship turmoil, but they haven't brought it to a boil or made the relationship unpleasant because of it.

Sadly, "The Show" starring ZeFrank is now officially over.  If you haven't seen "The Show", you missed a maelstrom of hilarity, helpful information and just plain weirdness.  Go now and check the archive of back shows to see what you missed out on.  It ran from March 17, 2006 - March 17, 2007.  I'm sad to see it go.

This really is the question.

There are so many people doing it today that it's hard to make a splash.

I had several thoughts today.  Actually more than several, however several of them had to do with blogging.

More specifically they had to do with my future as a blogger.

I enjoy blogging.

I think blogging is an interesting passtime.

Is "passtime" a word?

I also see blogging as a way to dump mental garbage onto the lawn.

Is "onto" a word?

It's hard to be "spotted" as a blogger, because there are too many of us.

It would be akin to spotting a fleck of pepper in a Olympic-sized swimmingpool full of salt.

How would you like to jump into that pool with your skin peeled off?

Omigod.  Did I just say that?

So my thoughts today were like this...  First I realize that I've gotten more immediate feedback from Vox than any other blogging site EVER.

I've had the LiveJournal, DeadJournal, Word Press, Blogger...

A loud gong, signifying nothing. 

Three years it ran and I usually had the most comments from people I knew...

Oh and spambots.

Vox seems to be a little different.

I think of something, I post it, and generally within the same day I'm getting several comments from peope I don't know from Adam.

Not that I really even know Adam.

And they've read my site? 

How?

Vox is quick to sponsor it's community, that's why.  You post to your blog and it's public knowledge.

Wil Wheaton even hears about it.

That's cool.

So then what?

Well my next thought is how I poured my heart and soul (and a few pints of blood and sweat and tears) into the blog I had at Blogger.

It's still there.  I visit sometimes.  We nod but we never speak.

On my old blog I have a background featuring Lain, from the creepy anime classic - Serial Experiments : Lain.

It is my favorite anime.

I love Japanese culture.

My daughter's middle name is Lain, and yes, it came from the anime.

While I was on the old blog, I asked Lain...

(The anime character.  My daughter is only 9.75 months old and cannot speak.  Atleast not coherently.)

"Lain - the anime character - what should I do?"

She just stared blankly back at me, cuz...

well...

she's not real.

So anyway, I started thinking about it.

I really thought and thought.

And something came over me.

It was a hushed calm, whatever that is.

Sounds fitting.

And then an inner voice - which I did not mistake as the anime character Lain and / or a dog -

which I do not own -

it said to me that if I gave Vox 1/10th of the energy and committment that I gave Blogger, I'd get the public attention I so despirately crave.

I guess I crave it.

Cuz my third thought was this...

I don't ask for attention when I post to my blog.

I post things that I love.

Things that mean something to me.

And if someone out there enjoys it, good.  I welcome their comments with open arms.

But deep down inside I wanted more than that.

I need more than that.

I absolutely require more than that.

I desire community.

I long for feedback.

I wanted my thoughts to be heard and read by more than me.

Because personally I think they're worth something.

They generally tend to be thoughts worth hearing

Mixed liberally with pop culture junk

But when the good stuff comes out

It's worth more expressed openly in a place like Vox, than it is squirreled away in a secret diary like...other blogs.

My final blog thought :

Are you still with me?

Blogs are too overwhelming when they're written like a book.

Why are we doing that?

The internet is not a book.

Who really even reads books anymore?

I certainly don't have time.

Or do I?

Must think on that later.

Point is : no one wants to read a ton of information.

Or, rather, they don't want to get started when they see a ton of information waiting to be read.

Short

Attention

Span

If you look at most blogs, people talk for thousands of words.

and thousands...

and thousands...

When you see the bulk of those thousand words all lumped together, you sink inside.

"All those words..." escapes your quivering lips like a death rattle.

And you leave the site to go look at Jessica Alba's ass, or scope Jude Law in tight trowsers to catch the outline of his package.

Not that I do either.

Well, ok... maybe a little of the former, but surprisingly little of the latter....

But my point is this :

The internet is ADHD.

Maybe I'm a little ADHD.

Maybe you're a little ADHD.

We don't want to read those blocks of words.

We want it spoonfed to us.

One line at a time.

Attention

Deficit

Hyperactive

(Or is it "Hypertension"?  "Hyperextension"?  "Hyperallergenic"?)

Disorder

Look at everything you've just read.

And you never would have done it, if it didn't feel

like it was pumping into you at small

user-controlled

doses

You continued with the pretense that you could jump off at any point.

"I can stop any time I want to."

"I'm not hooked on this."

Trust me, you can't.

Down with the old world paradigms.

It's time to invent the new.

I'm am pioneering a new form of blogging.

Welcome to the Rapid Fire Movement.

Take this and pass it on.

This do in rememberance of me.

RFM

Being from Alabama, I hear a lot of classic rock.  There's one song in particular that I hear a lot and it's always struck me as being just a little strange.  When I first heard this song as a kid, I always laughed at the fact that the singer was so non-chalant about what a whore she was.  Witness, if you will..... [ With comments and translations by Rush ]

All I Wanna Do Is Make Love To You
by
Heart