Anti-bloggers.

This is a phenomenon I don’t really understand. I have not told many people I know “in real life” that I blog. It’s almost comforting to know I can write whatever I want on here and not worry about certain ramifications. Granted, I would never write anything on here that I wouldn’t show my family or friends, but it’s nice to have less of an audience when my foot goes in my mouth. That said, when I did tell people I decided to start a blog, some of them almost immediately criticized my decision.

That fact alone does not hurt my feelings or anything. But I guess I just can’t quite put my finger on why some people are so anti-blog. If you don’t like them, don’t read them. Of course, 99% of what you read in blogs is mere speculation. It’s like a personal editorial on life. Most people just blog to have an outlet for thoughts and feelings–just like writing a diary or journaling. Some blogs have more specific purposes, like following celebrity gossip or chronicling a travel adventure. Others are a creative outlet or stress reliever. Either way, I don’t see what the big deal is. Yes, they’re self-serving. But I honestly don’t think that most bloggers really think anyone cares what they have to say. It’s nice to have comments and feedback, but I don’t expect it. That said, I did catch myself wondering aloud tonight how I can get more people to read my blog. Maybe I do care more than I thought?

And once again, thanks to Natalie Dee.

The magic of the internets.

The internet is a wonderful tool for many things: downloading music, generating maps of the globe, watching free porn. The internet is also great for meeting people, and online dating services have of course capitalized on this phenomenon. However, there exists a class of people that is looking for platonic friends and this group can now turn to technology as well. And the internet gods will provide. Tonight, I met 3 wonderful women, 2 of which I have met before but only on a limited basis. It’s so nice to meet people you’ve chatted with and joked with, only IRL (in real life). And it’s amazing to realize that I have so much in common with people who I’m only meeting because of message boards and online forums. I’m not embarrassed or ashamed. Although others might see it as some kind of social stigma or weakness to say you have turned to the internet to make friends, I feel strangely proud. As if the internet has allowed me to connect with people who have similar interests and lifestyles as me and I can just cut out the bullshit of mindless chit chat and introductory blabber. Anyway, tonight I met some cool ladies, and I promised them I would black out their faces. Because they should be guaranteed a level of anonymity. Or maybe they’re embarrassed. I don’t know. Either way, I had fun!

Actually, John downloaded this photo for me and photoshopped in the black bars. He also named the file “BFFs.” Hmm…. Oh, and I look like a goon.