16 posts tagged “blogging”
only i could blog creatively about a ball i bought for fifty cents at CVS.
a return to childhood, for a moment.
love it.
. . . not a departure.
unfortunately, i haven't figured out how to syndicate yet . . . so here. have a link until i figure it out.
the new adventures of erin*carly
there's only two posts so far, and you'll all laugh at them, i'm sure. but still . . . eh. (the top photo is not what i want, but at least it's not a default photo.)
:: sigh ::
it's just not vox.
vox people, if you're reading this, i wouldn't be contemplating this move to a different platform if you allowed outsiders to comment. every other blogging site (or at least the ones i know about) has awesome ways to catch spam comments, if that's what you're worried about. i'm sure you can find one, too!
at first, the community of vox felt like a giant world open in front of me. now, it feels like an invisible fence.
somehow, my TV ended up tuned to FOX last night when i turned it on, and i caught the last two performances and the recaps for the night on American Idol. i haven't watched all season, i haven't even really paid attention to it in the news or on blogs or the radio, or anywhere.
so, who are these 'david' guys, and what's the story on them?
i think the blond/red-ish guy should win, because he not only sang his songs fantastically, heplayed guitar on all of his songs, he plays it left-handed, which in this right-hand dominated world is a feat unto itself. he's much more marketable and seems like he could be a viable act outside the Idol craze.
the dark haired guy - or should i say boy - looked to be about 15 and a wuss. however, i do admit, he sang beautifully. i could see him do well on broadway, or on the multitude of American Idol tour/reunion/likely catfights that traipse around the country.
either way, at the announcement of "and here's ruben studdard!," i honestly thought, "who?" i forgot, he won this years ago. does he have a career?
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perhaps this shows my disconnect with the pop-culture of today. not that i was ever really connected to pop-culture at any age - i cannot name a New Kid on the Block, let alone sing one of their songs, nor have i seen more than one episode of Sex in the City.
but then again, blogging could now be considered pop-culture, and i've been doing that since '99, since before there was a term [or a company] called 'blogger.'
does that make me a revolutionary instead?
sitting here tonight, eating my yummy [and light] dinner at my kitchen table, i realized something interesting -
i never blog for blogging's sake anymore.
coming from me, that's kinda strange, huh! i really don't have much to update on, either. there's just something so therapeutic about sitting here, letting my words fall as they may, knowing that if i'm lucky, someone will read them. is it narcissistic [no, i didn't spell that right - that's what spellcheck's for] to want to write for the shear enjoyment of flexing my vocabulary?
i guess there *are* some things i could update about, like work or choir or Revels. all are going well. all are making me tired. all take up all of my time, and i love every second of it.
i'll make a seperate announcement that Washington Revels tickets are on sale now for all performances of the 2007 Elizabethan Christmas Revels, and that the 18th Street Singers will be performing on December 22 at the National Gallery of Art at 1:30 and 2:30pm.
oh wait. it looks like i just did. i'll still make official posts, perhaps.
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my roommate stephanie just came down the stairs all dressed, ready to go be my other roommate [shawna]'s wing-woman at the Iota Club. i find it rather amusing, as i sit here, typing away in the half-dark in my absolute favorite [and thus unacceptable for anyone else to view asides from aforementioned roommates] pajamas.
did i mention i'm contemplating going to bed?
this is what being busy does to me. when i'm home, i'm an absolute sloth. all i want to . . .
WHAT? my roommate is talking about a waterskiing santa on december 24th. [and yes, i just googled that to see what she was talking about, and ohmygoodness it's real. DCvoxers - i have off that day. anyone want to go?!?]
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back to my regularly unscheduled programming. the dynamic duo has [have?] left the building.
i absolutely lost my train of thought. i guess it wasn't that important . . . or at least, not as important as strange and obscure "Washington Area Christmas Traditions."
speaking of christmas, i came up with a fantastic idea at work today.
we should re-brand christmas!
i know, i know, i know . . .
i've been a bad blogger.
it's not that the thought of blogging doesn't cross my mind. rather, i think about it [and you, you know who you all are] all the time - yet time's the reason i'm not writing as much anymore. think back to when i was blogging 30+ entries a month. (how many days in a month again?) work was slow. dreadfully, mind-numbingly slow. so, instead of sitting and sleeping like my old coworker, i chose to write about things. important things. unimportant things. entertaining things. happy. sad. strange. weird. things.
but now, i'm working at the coolest job ever, and i'm swamped in the good way. every day is a new adventure, and it's crazy busy. between crash courses in "Architecture 101" to printing and binding the proposals to meetings to presentations . . . it's busy, it's fun, and most importantly - i'm so excited to make it a career, it's not even funny.
however, this leaves me with a blogging dilemma. just not enough time, even including lunch. i *do* take my lunch breaks, but when it's not ungodly hot, i'm out walking around, foraging for food, or chatting with some of my coworkers in the kitchen. and as you all know, i keep a rather busy schedule - full of rehearsals, gatherings, and sometimes unplanned annoying things like doctors and comcast appointments - and that also limits blogging time. by the time i'm home and getting ready to write, i'm ready to pass out.
as the title implies, it's all just excuses. i could tell you a million different ways of why i've been a bad blogger lately, and it all comes down to one thing - time management.
if i told myself i wanted to save half an hour every few nights, i probably could do it. i could even take notes on what i'd want to blog about later. it's getting to that level of discipline that's keeping me away. when it comes down to the nitty gritty . . . i'm lazy when i don't need to be "on."
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but yet, i'm sitting here, all warm and comfy in my bed . . . blogging about not blogging.
i guess i've still got it.
from the [this is good] box and nycinephile's vox:
- What's the difference between a "friend" and an "acquaintance"? Or, to use Vox's lexicon, a "Friend" and a "member of a Neighborhood"? I realize, of course, that there's no universal, or standard, or "right" answer. Asking the question probably means I'm trying to establish new guidelines for myself.
i think the best way i can describe the difference between a "friend" and an "aquaintance" would be to relate it to the people in Revels. during the run of the show, we all became quite close, no matter what walk of life we came from. we had this mutual moment in which we shared, and we bonded over long hours of almost unending insanity. in the months since the show, we've had a few gatherings where many of us gathered together for a party. looking around the room, i realized that there were only a few i had kept in contact with, a few that kept in contact with me. they were the people i called when i was sad, and called me to spend time together. when we were all together, we were a family. but on an individual basis, many of us never moved up a level from "aquaintence" to "friend." being an aquaintance isn't always a bad thing - in this instance, it shows that we may not spend all our time together, but the time spent as a group is well appreciated and cherished by all.
the difference between "friend" and "neighbor" for me on vox is a little different. those in my general neighborhood are possibly new people who's blogs i'm learning to follow, or some are more technical blogs (like [tig]). or perhaps i enjoy reading, but like some of those Revelers, they never really rise beyond "aquaintance." and remember, that's not a bad thing.
some of my "friend / neighbors" are friends i've had for quite a while and introduced to vox. (ie: Mahoganie) they automatically get the "friend" tag, since i'd be talking about the more personal issues to them anyway. originally, my "friend" list started out very small . . . but over the months of blogging, commenting, messaging, and growing my little neighborhod, i've added many of you into that category. why? through all this time, we've been mutually sharing stories that we'd share if we lived next door to each other. somehow we found ways to connect, provide advice, and just be a captive audience when we need our voices to be heard. the basis of a friendship matters not on the proximity of the other person . . . one of my best friends hasn't lived within an airplane flight of me since we were 12, and yet we're still like sisters. it's about the words, the stories, the trials and tribulations, the excitement, the changes, and most of all, the caring that happens when people get together and share their lives.
- Who's the better friend...the individual with whom I have less and less in common, but who makes the effort week after week to stay in touch, and who's provided support during tough times? Or the individual with whom I have instant rapport, but who is frequently unavailable? Is the latter even a "friend" at this point?
in my experience, either could end up to be a good friend - it really depends on the situation.
an interesting story to explain:
as many of you know, i recently had some car trouble, and it got stuck half an hour away. i sent out a distress call to everyone i knew in the area. my usual "get me out of a pickle" friend, Tre, was unavailable, as was her roomie, MeghanMac. of all the varying degrees of friends i contacted, the one that responded first was someone i had just met and had that instant rapport with. (forget the fact that we're now "seeing each other" - this is all about the single incedint.) later that morning, i got a message from one longer-term friend, with whom i have occasional contact but a great rapport with when in person, and another from another recent friend with whom i have alot in common with, but don't get to see often. even still, i consider them all to be "friends," even the ones that either couldn't help or never even acknowledged my distress call. i've talked to all since, and some just figured they were too late, and asked how the fiasco went once it was cleared up.
in all honesty, i'm not quite sure what my life would look like if it weren't for many of my friends that i've met "thought the internet." in college, i started seeing this band often, and visiting their message boards. we created this crazy community of friends and finally planned to all gather and meet-up after this one show in Morristown, NJ. from that moment until almost two years later, we all stayed in touch, meeting up at these shows, gathering at other bands' shows, playing our own shows (as some of us were musicians), celebrating and partying . . . although the group has fizzled since we all graduated and went in different directions (we were all along the east coast to start, but people started changing locations even more), many of us keep in contact occasionally. through one, (yea, that's you, Suzy) i met my big-time ex, the photographer, which most definitely changed my life. and don't forget, i've inadvertantly dated now three people i've met through the internet and wonder that is craigslist, as well as found jobs, apartments, roommates, sold items, bought items, etc.
- Is it necessary to characterize relationships as being "online" or "offline"? Does it matter where a connection was made or through what channels of communication it's nurtured?
although i haven't met most of my vox friends (yet!) . . . i think it's fantastic that this amazing tool of the internet and connection brought us together. think about it - how many close friends have you made at a bar? or a coffee shop? here, we have a forum to express our opinions, and 'find' others who have similar outlooks on life. we all share something in common, whether it be where we live, what we watch, or the words we use. can you think of a better place to be?
and honestly, i'd love to take these friendships "offline" . . . make a trip to california to have a playdate with Mason and Erin or to sit in Steve's new backyard and oogle over the sights, or to go on a photo [food, ha] adventure with Angela, or to take portraits for Lauren and Sean [and to have a crash course in all things cuteness!], or to host a Heroes' Finale party with Sean [which very well might happen!] . . . you get the idea.
are there really any rules to friendship?
- Are the rules of friendship different, depending on whether that friendship was established on- or off-line?
i thought so. :)
i know it *really* hasn't been very long since i posted, but the last few days have felt like weeks! i don't really have time to write much now, but know that i've got a fantastic post i'm working on that has to do with the insanity of craigslist. good stuff.
however, i will leave you with my little "guess the identity" contest. first person to correctly identify the item in this photo gets to pick a theme for a photo in the coming week. and i'll even dedicate it to you. :)
hints:
1. it is not seen in its natural state
2. magellan
3. it's not as easy as it may seem (that's actually just a warning, not a hint.)
here's a test banner for my first custom theme.
not sure if i like it yet.
i really want to keep that awesome green color of the appley.
we'll see how i feel about it in the morning.
for now, enjoy!
(ps - voxbanners group people: please do NOT share this one yet!)
