|Because it's delicious|
I am heartened by the seeming resurgence in old blogger friends reviving their blogs, and would encourage more of you to do so if you feel even the least little bit inclined. The Twitter, Facespace, Reddit, Pinterest, and thousands of other ways to waste time on the internet are all great if you choose to participate, but is a PICTURE OF FOOD going to tell me more about you than a topical (or rambling!) post? Is a ‘tweet’ about how mad you are at the government/cancer/people who abuse animals/your dog to pooping on the rug/idiots of the opposite political party/WalMart going to inform us of WHY you’re so ticked off? Is a FB post about how much you love your church going to serve as the moving invitation you’d like if you can’t go into some depth about your feelings and the greatness of the people who attend First Apostolic Church of the Teddy Graham (or similar).
Short answer: No.
Let me repeat.
So, all y’all who are, like me, hiding out on ‘social media’ while wasting time during the day or trying to get to sleep at night – go back and blog. Put those words down. Show us a slice of your life. EXPRESS YOURSELF.
For instance: My left ear is ringing like I stood in the bell tower of Notre Dame on Christmas Eve during the midnight service. I can’t hear hardly at all out of it, and if I accidentally put the phone to that ear during a call the voice on the other end is wispy and tinny at the same time. The ringing has been around for a couple of days and has happened before but usually would be gone in a day or so. I am not of fan of this ringing. It’s bad enough I have tinnitus in both ears at around the 8000Hz level, but now this added slap? Not awesome. And I hope not permanent.
Just move on along, persistent pesky ear ringing. I have better things to do than be ticked off by you.
Also: I just had lunch with Biff, and was reminded of how he hates the sound of fingers being noisily sucked clean (because I apparently do it JUST TO BUG HIM!), which was after I begged him to not put a paper napkin on his teeth because I hate the possibility of there being that horrible slip-scrape sound if rubbed just the wrong way, and it kind of dawned on me that we might be a little bit weird. So might you, so I ask – what things set you off to nutsoland? Sure, things like ‘styrofoam robbing together’ might be one, but I’m shooting for the truly unique thing that bugs you but doesn’t seem to affect other people.
Leave your contribution below if you’d be so kind (all 4 of you who still read blogs), and have a nice day.