I guess some people actually enjoyed reading all those quotidian details; at least, some have told me since I retired HKC that they miss them. In some ways, Facebook takes the place of diary blogging, but the Status Updates, one- or two-sentence "what I am doing now" notices, always written in the third person, are short and cryptic and lack even the minimal perspective that even a late night blog post has. I guess I could turn my Facebook page into a full-blown blog, writing Notes on my Wall instead of posts on my blog, and uploading photos and videos, but it doesn't seem that the system wants that. I don't get the sense that anyone ever visits anyone else's page, but instead everyone just read their feeds (and let's not get into all the poking and sending of virtual gifts and such). In the end, Facebook (or any other social networking site) is doing something different than what a blog does.
But it's not really the lack of a proper outlet for lunch-posts that I am concerned with; the world is not poorer for the loss of updates on the minutiae of my life. It is rather that that river of information that I created with those simple posts provided a medium for other writing - and other thinking - to happen in, and I miss that. My new format was intended to encourage me to try more developed pieces - longer texts with more complicated treatments of their topics. That is all well and good, but I have discovered that what is missing from the process now is what we call writing to learn. Sketching out those low-key responses to daily events helped to generate more developed thought; the act of writing modifies the the act of thinking, and lunch-posts sometimes beget true essays.
In an amazingly self-referential way, this one did. I had intended to just jump in with a few pop culture references and links to have some fun, but as I was drafting and revising the introduction, I realized I had more to say about the blogging itself than I thought I did. Hence this ever-lengthening rumination.
I guess what I need to do is make myself some space to some writing. Hmmm.... y'know, I might have said that before. I should listen to me.
Now back to our regularly scheduled post, already in progress:
Otis is all excited about the inauguration, so here's her own hope-ful poster:
Get your own at Obamicon.me
Isn't this how every old Flash Gordon serial started?
For everyone who had a crush on Winnie Cooper: she's a math geek now!
And I can't tell if this is a fake or not, but either people were doing parkour before there was a word for it, or it is a totally cool little fraud:
And we love us our steampunk here, and I think this qualifies: