Archive for April, 2008

Blah, blah.

Wednesday, April 30th, 2008

I’ve begun a couple different posts for today, and each time I figure, “No one wants to read this.”

This is also related to my current tagline, “Let’s see what Daddy has in his wallet…” I’m not ashamed to say that I find that line pretty funny, and have thought so since the first time I used it. A friend of mine either forgot his wallet or didn’t have any money on him, and asked to borrow a few dollars. I furnished a patronizingly paternal smile and said…you know what I said. I thought it was hysterical.

So, you may be reading this within a few hours of the time I post it, or perhaps weeks or months later. Either way, I invite feedback: What sorts of things do you enjoy talking about that most people seem to find uninteresting? And…How funny is my tagline?

My suspicion is that whatever may interest you would probably interest me.

A song you should know…

Tuesday, April 29th, 2008

“The Mayor of Candor Lied” by Harry Chapin. I enjoy when a musician finds a particularly fitting melody and rhythm for his subject.

Let’s add my unease with some of Chapin’s subjects, as much as I enjoy his music. I find his comfort with subjects like adultery to be, on the one hand, honest, but on the other hand genuinely discomforting. I think Eros is a poor governor of one’s soul, and Agape served by reason is better.

Hello, lemmings.

Monday, April 28th, 2008

Welcome to the inaugural post of the best weblog in the world. The plurality of readers is very flattering, but please, don’t send me marriage proposals anymore. Chris Fox, this means you!

I will spend this post considering what my modified tagline should be. While I admire WordPress’ mission, good intentions obviously don’t lead to a clever tagline, and I won’t tolerate theirs for long. (To any WordPress devotee reading this, simply know that I mean the “other” WordPress people. Not you.)

There are lots of documents in folders on my computer and in folders in boxes that I have fathered into this world. Since there was not a mother, I guess I’d have to apply a word more derogatory than “bastard” to my work thus far. I mention this because a weblog (I won’t call it the other thing) has always seemed a narcissistic and superfluous tool to me, and my delayed submission to the weblog culture does not mean my views have changed. Instead, I find two things true of myself, which lead me to begin a weblog: First, I enjoy writing, and I’m fairly good at it. Two, I am motivated by the possibility of an audience. Therefore, because I believe people should make use of their talents, and because weblogs provide an audience (of hundreds of thousands, I’m sure!), I will now chronicle my narcissism, and hopefully one or another of the virtues I may possess.

Two final notes: One, I am amused that “weblog” comes up as misspelled on a weblog, while my accidental typing of “misspell3ed” does not. Two, while I will share stories and reflections on this weblog, and while the content will often be my primary purpose for posting, I also invite constructive criticism or suggestions for my writing. Don’t be a prick, though.

Postscript: I did not forget about my tagline, but you’ll have to read it in its proper place.