Consider this an appendage to the previous post
First: Notes on a native son ... no, that's not it ... notes on why I don't like web blogs
It seems ... kind of creepy. Everybody would end up knowing about me. Knowing my life. Today, Marc said to Mark (can you distinguish the two?) "I know you have great books, I read the site." Two complete strangers to each other (or at least stranger in the sense of face to face interaction) and the one knows all about the other. That's scary to me. I don't want random person saying "hey! you the guy that ::instert something personal::."
When I tried the little web blog experiment, briefly, I was posting about the same old thing because on the surface, that's what was going on. But my two close friends (Guess who? Marc and Joanna) knew that underneath I was troubled with my relationship at the time. And on to point number two, web blogs seem kind of childish. I dind't want to sit there and write over and over about how the relationship was horrible and pointless. Because not only was that personal but
Mainly because knowing about that would involve knowing some pathetic, ridiculous, and absolutely true things about myself that I’d rather not admit to right now.
err, to make the quote fit ... rather not admit to right then. And plus, what if she had read the stuff? Anyway, it just seems like something that needed to be shared between me and possibly close friends, but not the world.
So I was thinking, though, I guess I'll give the blog one more try, and just try my best to be entertaining. We won't get uber personal, but I'll certainly provide some general background stuff like "today was different from any normal day because: blah." That way, I don't necessarily post all the time, but if