A Most Peculiar Thing

Blogging is a peculiar thing.







We all write for an audience, yet some of us, ME, are fearful that friends, relatives, our own teens in that audience will feel exposed from the postings. And worse, that I'll feel exposed. Truthfully, it's easier for me to expose myself in ways which usually involve a few Loose Cannon craft beers and an attempt to break up a political arguement than to be honest in my writing.




Once upon a time I thought a humor blog would solve that.




Yet the truth creeped out in sacrastic, cynical icing that wasn't appealing to those close to me.


And really...with a humor blog, you're always trying to go for the funny. Do you know how exhausting that is? And then there's the level of writing. You reread your draft and think, PECULIAR? Isn't there a stronger adjective I can use? CYNICAL ICING? There's got to be a better metaphor than that.




And the trap of trying to get people to follow your blog and comment. To comment, yes: WILL EXPOSE CLEVEAGE FOR COMMENTS!




It's a lot to go through when all you really want to say is:

1. I'm unemployed and living with my soon-to-be-ex and resentful that he sleeps in our queen bed while I sleep on a mattress stolen from my son's bunk bed.


2. 
   I feel abandoned by friends since my separation.


3. 
   The daughter of the man I've been seeing for two years hates me. When she's not flight attending, she lives with him and I'm not allowed in his place.


4. 
   My own daughter has been hospitalized for anxiety and depression and as recent as yesterday, asked to go back.


5. 
   Today, my daughter isn't up yet.

The Twitter Takeover?

There's been a few articles lately on how Twitter is the new blogger. Twitter is fast. Twitter is short. Twitter is immediate.

Now, I like those "Does anyone know how late Taco Bell stays open?" tweets as much as the next guy. But do we really need more immediate gratification in the culture?

I think not.

No, we bloggers aren't quite ready to hit the delete button just yet. 

'Cause let's face it, there are so many things you just can't do on Twitter. I mean, can you win stuff like this from I Do Things So You Don't Have To:



How cool is that? Thanks JD!

Or

Can you get the Oh The Joys / Chicky, Chicky Baby ROFL Award from Twitter? Sure, you can write ROFL on Twitter. You can write ROFL 35 times with no spaces on Twitter. But display the graphics? I think not.



Thanks Tiny Mantras!

Or how about this one from Debbie of Debbie Does Drivel?




Is there a Kreativ Tweet Award? I think not. Because really, how Kreativ is it to tweet, "I need a martini and I need one now!"

Best of all, because we bloggers are not limited to 140 spaces we can pass on our coveted awards to other bloggers. 

That's right. We bloggers have an established culture of tradition. And in that tradition I pass on this award to the following:


--Unfinished Dude of Unfinished Rambler With No S because, well, it's my custom to present him with awards.

--Sarah of Pull The Plug because she's one funny girl who puts up with a lot of shite. Literally.

--Vodka Mom because she's one funny (and sometimes thoughtful) girl who puts up with a lot of poop and poopy talk from her students.

--Matt at That Tears It because he scrivels good, or well I should say, and because he looks like My Zach Braff.

--April of It's All About Balance because she hosts the Blog Blasts for Education, which is something that the likes of Twitter has never seen.

Prizes, awards, linky love? I think I'll stick with blogging. Plus there are all those smiley faces on Humor-Blogs.

And I like me some smileys.