May I have my spotlight, please?
Wait a minute. I'm not here to do improv on stage in front of an audience. What am I here for? Well, it's a long story. And since you got out the popcorn anyway...
My first contact with blogs at all was when Tylar was living in Japan. I will always keep in touch with Tylar. I adopted him into my family long before he introduced me to my husband. Tylar would write of his adventures, etc. on the internet (I didn't even know blogging had a name), and I would comment, thereby maintaining a friendship a hemisphere away. Interesting idea, I thought. When blogs came to the attention of the nation as a whole, I was not impressed with the way they were conducted or treated. As much as I've journaled, and as much as I've written, I never considered it as something I would do.
When you say things like, "I will always keep in touch with Tylar," you kind of set yourself up for getting roped into things....like Myspace, for example. So, I joined Myspace to keep in touch with Tylar and his amazing sister, and then found that I was keeping in touch with lots and lots of people. Some that I was in "real" contact with already, and some that had dropped off the face of the earth, and re-emerged in digital form. Myspace has a blog function, and I immedeately, and without considering anything else as an option, started a blog. Now that I have only one friend left who still uses Myspace, and having moved over to facebook, myself, I came here to keep my blog, while discontinuing Myspace.
My blogs are intended to be the conversations I imagine I would have with friends I already have, if my children would ever allow me to finish a sentence, or if certain friends, who shall remain nameless, would stop screening my calls (just kidding, guys). From another angle, they are me, just talking to myself, as any other journal would be. I have absolutely no intention of grabbing attention from passersby, which probably wouldn't happen, anyway. I am not here to speak to the world. And though I sometimes hop up on my soap box, please note that I am doing it in a dark closet and NOT on a street corner.
Now that we all have a general idea of what I'm doing here, I shall proceed. And you...
By the way, what are you doing here?
i had no idea what i was doing in Japan was blogging either. I set that up so i was not mass emailing everyone all the stuff i thought was cool and annoying everyone. Kind of interesting it turned out that i was blogging!
ReplyDeleteIf i am in your family, do i have to help pay the taxes? ;p
ha ha ha, i had no idea i was called Master Awesome on my google whatever. Anyway, its Tylar. Tylar is Master Awesome. Master Awesome is Me.
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