I started to write my feelings on Michele quitting the Bloggies, and I began to feel like I’ve lost my way with this thing. I have thought that all I have been doing lately is writing to the Blogosphere or the Blogiverse or whatever the hell it is, not to the rest of the world (who don’t really know what a Bloggy is, nor do they care). I felt like maybe I’m focusing too much on the latest chapter of “As The Blogosphere Turns.”
For example, today (um, yesterday) was the 30th anniversary of Roe v. Wade. Instead of writing something pertinent, like -e- and Dania, I spent my time yakking about a meaningless award from some teenager that was supposed to be fun but turned out to be another French judge at the Olympics fiasco. What the hell?
So, I went back and looked at January posts to see how many are pure blogger bologna and how many are about life and toys and cool links. Thankfully (and surprisingly), it was about 50-50. In fact, there were a few more non-blogger than blogger-centric posts (like this one, duh). So, I’m not completely a slave to the blog powers. I still write about MOHAA and the circus every once in a while. Hallelujah.
Don’t get me wrong. I love my blogging friends. I love being a part of the goings on in Blogspace (foolish nickname number three, ha!). But not when they have to take the kind of crap Michele did today. And not when deserving bloggers get dumped on for being nominated for a stupid award–or have their bubble burst by someone calling it a stupid award. That’s when I feel like turning this whole thing off for good.
Then, I read this post from GeekGrrl. I love the summary:
So, I guess I’ll continue to blog, just like I did yesterday, and just like I will tomorrow. I won’t put as much stock into being a nominee. I won’t expect the mall to shutdown, just so I can shop at one boutique. I won’t expect the mailman to bring my mail up to my door. I’ll continue to live on my pre-Bloggie-Nominee income. I’ll use my brand new Sharpies to draw mustaches on pictures, instead of for signing autographs. And best of all, I’ll return to powdered cheese for my macaroni.
That’s my spork sistah talkin’. And damn if she ain’t right… except for the powdered cheese… go with Easy Mac. And I l-o-o-o-v-e the photo. When are you gonna use the markers on it?
No, no — no Easy Mac. Four out of five bloggers recommend Kraft Deeee-lux baby.
Well……see? This is what happens when I’m offline all day, tending to my phlegmish ways.
Damn. I don’t understand why people feel the need to get all worked up over these awards. Yes, they are kinda goofy..and we’re goofy to want to be recognized for our blogging…….But, the thing is, some of us work very hard on our sites and what we write (not me, mind you….but, others). I hate that we start eating our own (and not in a good way) when it comes to them earning an award.
I hate that people forget that there are real people behind every post.
Um….can someone pass me the mac n cheese, please? I’m out and my kid wants some for dinner tomorrow night.
I’d like to buy the world a Coke, and keep it company
Is it right or wrong Try to find a place We can all belong Be as one Try to get on by If we unify We should really try All this time Spinning round and round Made the same mistakes That we’ve always found Surely now We could move along Make a better w…
When did the web get serious Solonor?
I’m scared.
Nah – Velveeta shells and cheese! Hands down over the powdered stuff!! *g*
As for the whole bloggies controversy, I can’t help but laugh and shake my head sometimes at the bull shit. Makes me feel like I’m back in high school. I didn’t start blogging to be popular. I could give a rat’s ass who reads me and who doesn’t. I do it because it’s fun. And I can leave comments all over the place and start trouble at someone else’s blog. *g*
Like I said over at Michele’s,
“That’s not to say I don’t appreciate you blog whores out there – for example, I find Solonor and Mike (aka cooties) hilarious. I appreciate the talented writing I encounter, and also enjoy the diversity of people and opinions that I find out here. And that’s what blogging is all about to me.”
It’s your blog – Write whatever the hell you want. I come here because I find you interesting. Doesn’t mean I think all of your posts are works of art, but you make me laugh.
Just be yourself and screw everyone else. (of course you can also blow them if you so choose *g*)
This is how you will vote (or else)
*Checks cupboard* Dammit to hell… I’M FRESH OUT OF ENEMIES!!!! I hate when that happens. Maybe I’ll run over to
Not being involved in any of this, I kinda chuckled to myself. I’m sorry she had to have her feelings hurt, unfortunately these things happen in any organized group, especially if there is voting involved. I also chuckled as all month long I had been noticing the increasing number of blog-specific (is that in the blogverse lexicon?) posts ya had here, chum. I almost said something, in an intended-to-be funny manner, about the lack of content for the meatspace (again, is that right?) dwellers of the Grove. Then I decided to let it go, as it would come off badly, and since y’all seem to be having so much fun. So while I don’t have any cheery quips to try and make you smile, Michelle, someone on your page said it best; if you withdraw, you’ve already let them win. Take the high road, stay involved, and eventually become part of the process. That’s where the change can and will take place. Works for any organization you get involved with. Tough to take, some times, but the only real way to make it better, for everyone.
Hey wiseguy… Your Easy Mac doesn’t have powdered cheese, eh? I guess you’re special, because that’s what I have, and it has powdered cheese. 😛
And Robyn, Kraft Deluxe tastes… different. It’s not normal or something. I eat it, but it’s not a pure M & C. It’s for the hoity-toity fancy-schmancy dinners, with candles and sparkling grape juice. 😉
GG, I’m an idiot. Ignore me.
See, that’s what you get for that little marker comment. 😉
Powdered or not, what matters is what you eat your Mac and Cheese WITH…
SPORK!!
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SPOOOOOON!
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