Blogging used to be cool. Or…made you feel cool. You could actually publish the deep wells of wit you just knew were inside of you, for the entire world to read. Of course, the entire world doesn’t read them…having a blog published on the internet is the equivalent of having a science fiction novel published in Barnes & Noble…nobody is ever going to read it. But they could! It’s out there. That’s the magic. I mean, Edge could be reading my blog right now. He’s not……but who’s to say what may happen tonight while I sleep? And therein lies the wonder. Of Edge. (Apologies if you hate U2.)
However, it seems that this magical new (ya I know…I’m about 15 years late) art form by which we can all call ourselves published writers (in our heads…never out loud) who have throngs of devoted followers (my throngs of devoted followers consist of people searching google images for ‘Paul Walker hot’ and ‘Steven Seagal with no shirt on’…which is really gross…he’s old…I did just hear that he is starting his own reality show where he is an actual deputy in an actual town……this may be the best thing to happen since life…or, at least since he came out with his blues cd…yep…he has a blues cd), is slowly being replaced by the giant corporate sellout facebook/twitter…it’s the same company, isn’t it? (Isn’t it funny how when we don’t like something, we automatically refer to it as a big corporate conglomerate whatever? Because wordpress is so small and indie. hehehe) See, now, people don’t have to blog to get their free self-esteem boost. None of that actual writing and thinking out of an online journal entry! Who needs that? Now we can just say whatever we’re feeling whenever we’re feeling it! Stuck in traffic? The world wants to know! Climbing the stairs to bed? The entire western hemisphere might be hanging in the balance to know what happens at the top of the stairs! Eat a so-so hamburger at a normal restaurant at which you waited in a medium-sized line to order? These are the things the rest of us cannot live another day without knowing!
(And if you don’t like U2……come on! This picture isn’t helping any? Wow. Normally it’s Bono who’s the frightening one. And still, his hair’s not something that anyone should ever wear…in the history of life…by any means here; but he’s, uh, not the one with his tongue licking his lips in a way that makes me feel violated through the computer screen. And with his shirt cut below what his shirt should ever be cut below. Definitely the most awesome picture of Edge that I have ever seen.)
So I have decided that I miss the old way of mentally fooling ourselves into feeling validated! I’m bringing back the blog! And to do that, I’m listing here the army of my blogging brethren, who defiantly stand against the tyranny of twitbook! Will you stand with me, my brothers! We will never surrender the mother land!
And…uh…just ignore the fact that this blog post will automatically post on facebook, too. I…don’t know how that happens! So weird.
Alright…obviously my tongue has been lodged firmly in my cheek for the beginning of this post. (Why does that sound bad?) To be completely honest, every year or so I try to say some kind words about and send some some traffic towards, the incredible blogs of the incredible people in my blogroll. There’s seriously some great guys and gals over there, and I just want to give a little love their way. But that just sounds so touchy-feely and un-masculine! And if you’ve been reading my blog for any period of time whatsoever, you know that my comments about Edge and Brad Pitt have already thrown said masculinity into serious question on numerous occasions. So I made up the intro to this post about facebook and twitter and all that, to help mask my immense sentimentality.
So, here are the awesome people to whom I’m going to show some sentimental lovin’. And if those words frighten you, then…um…then they’re the last bastions of blogging hope! Ya! Freeeee-doooom! That better? But seriously, these are some awesome people, and you really need to check out their sites: