WHY WE BLOG

There may be some three and one quarter million (shortly) blogs on the WordPress.

So we ask this question: WHY DO YOU DO IT?

For many, it is not money apparently, but time is spent typing and coming up with whatever it is you come up with. Why do you do it? There, alone at the lonely keyboard? Today, just on the WordPress, some 100,000 something of you will type out many millions of words. Each word cost .01 calories to produce. This results in a net loss of carbon footprint; than if you were out walking, or talking with someone making body gestures and such. But close to being a couch potato. Perhaps a high definition onion.

Point number one; I just made up that calorie figure.

The blog-o-sphere Internets tubey thingy is full of unverifiable information, suggestions, conceptions, and notions, plus many things I will not mention. Amidst all this highly questionable material, still you decide to blog, and one of you actually decided to read this post.

Point number two; The search for meaning and affirmation in a life of disconnection.

Despite the anonymity inherent to most post, many continue there search for existential meaning on the WEB. For some, it is the opportunity to be heard, no matter how ridiculous ones expression is, or how much you are ignored in the real world. Observe the invisible one typing at this moment. Yes you typer, this is the Great Spirit of the Internet asking you, why do you persist? Is it in the vain hope that the collective information of the Internet will evolve into the future life form of humankind’s destiny, and in this thin prospect, you place yourself as a serving on the plate of being? Just in case that other afterlife thing does not work out as advertised?

Point number three; Nutty and flashy titles get recognition and attention. Is this cheep billboard self glory the reason why you type?

Observe the standard titles of many top post (this one excluded of course), they often seem intellectually/emotionally immature, yet the interest grabbed is worth the effort to come up with a better fish hook. Secret point number four; The self confidence natural to being the editor and producer of your own blog lets you speak in utter certainty about things you can never be certain of. At least not as certain as you let on.

But since it is late, I will discontinue this post now, yet insert tags and categories, a bunch of them, just on that odd chance that someone, yes just one, you, will listen to even things without perfect endings.

and Jimmy calling me to come into the cat pen and play. I built the adobe outdoor room.

Kentucky Derby Over!

Winner was BUBBLE WRAP

Finishing second was, No Comment

Third by a nose was, Gigantic Proboscis

all other horses were losers

Actually, I could care less who won, unless one leg was an artificial one.

Now these are real horses

HERE’S LOOKING AT YOU!

It’s dark out. You are on I-10 leaving Tucson Arizona but cannot see clearly to San Antonio Texas. What can you do if you are cruising at 1,000 miles an hour? Well we have the answer!!!!!!

New

Macular degeneration HEADLIGHTS FOR YOUR CAR!

Now you can see forever. Who cares if it blinds the oncoming traffic. At least you will be safe! And that’s what counts!

This is to all you who do not notice how those bright bluish head-beams of yours are even more irritating that driving at oncoming traffic with the brights on.

YOU KNOW WHAT?

ENIGMATICA

(They way the tee shirt was before thinking of this post.)

THE PIED PIPER ALLEGORY

Of course I wear my underwear inside out, doesn’t everyone?

You have got to be kidding!

You mean they let those tags scratch their skin?

No! You cut them off!

And what about those ridges on the seems? You just going to let those wear away until you get cancer from the long term irritation?

OK. Just forget about the irritation points.

Your underwear is under!

Hello!

Afraid someone going to see you as being different? Oh my goodness, someones different, run quick!?

Who you impressing; the inside of your outer shirt or your pants? You conformist make me giggle. I’m glad there are just so many of you to keep the comedy show afloat.

It’s called do as you are led by appearances. Follow the conformist flow. Don’t be unique even if it makes sense to you. YOU MUST CONFORM! CONFORM. CONFORM. CONFORM. ACT NORMAL, CONFORM…

…and so they went, down to the sea cliff, and over the edge. Never to think for themselves again. But they made excellent shoppers. Knowing which way was up, all the way to the sea.

{why it is called uhsure}