I maintained a blog in some form or another for probably three years (I started it on My Space, if that tells you anything) posting something almost every day. The reason I quit is that I felt I was in real danger of becoming irrevocably self-obsessed and one of those people who believed, despite all evidence to the contrary, that their opinion is somehow valuable. After doing this blog for so long it just started to feel like self-indulgent navel-gazing, and I had to give it up. Well, it was that, and the fact that I started going back to school, got married and bought a house, so the endless hours of vomiting random thoughts into the internet interspersed with marathon sessions of video games pretty much went the way of the Dodo.
While I don’t particularly have the time nor inclination to do a blog any more, I am very glad I did it. It felt good to actually create something, albeit something of questionable value, that at least a small segment of the population seemed to enjoy and find amusing. And there are few things better than getting positive feedback from something you’ve posted. It also gave me a vehicle to vent things that I found frustrating. As a politically progressive person, you might understand how the years 2004-2008 were especially frustrating, and left me with a feeling of liberal outrage fatigue. This blog game me an opportunity to point out the things I found unfair, outrageous, and just downright wrong. It gave me, in some small way, a feeling like I had somewhere to put all the indignation I was feeling.

They weren’t all political, topical posts; probably not even most of them. In looking back here I found several of which I’m still really proud. The “K-O’d” post (11/20/06) and “K-O’d; Round II” where I go all crap-house on John K. You might remember him as the creator of Ren and Stimpy, but you probably don’t know that he’s also an incredibly arrogant curmudgeon who clearly Googles himself regularly, because I actually got a response from him over those posts.
Another good series was my rant over the whopping turkey of a

I do still write down my thoughts and events that transpire in my humble little life, but now I do it offline. In what would be recognizable to historical generations as a “private journal.”
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