Like Frogger?

Josh says (see yesterday's comment) that this kind of down time is like Frogger, wherein one is biding one's time until the right moment comes, to leap forward onto that passing semi, the better to advance forward across the Street of Life.

Then again, defeatists might believe that life is like Freeway, where you're the chicken trying not to be hit by said semi and crossing the road unscathed is the best you can hope for. A more stoic philosophy lies with Pitfall, wherein the Gold Bar of Success lies on the other side of the pond, and you've got three hungry crocodiles vying for your blood—but there's still that conveniently swinging vine to offer succor from the snapping jaws of death.

In my case, my life is more like E.T. All my endeavors are an effort to get Back Home, from which I've been unfairly displaced. And to get where I know I belong, and I've got to keep finding these Reeces Pieces one at a time, avoid the big scary men who want to study me, and make one very important long distance phone call. Someday, I'll get there.

Word of the Day

My only immediate goal is to prevent this weblog from being somniferous to my readers, an effort which I think I can achieve.

Time Is a Spiral, Space Is a Curve

Time is subjective.

I haven't got enough of it right now, but when I do have it, I can't think how to use it. My days ooze by with slug-like celerity, yet the weeks and months have been downright mercurial.

My weblog has yet to become the gainful medium I hope it to be. Until my work schedule shifts to something resembling normality—I currently work from 2 pm to 11 pm—I can't find much time to write; only weekends, and those hours are usually otherwise occupied or else greedily stolen for some much-needed rest. I look forward to building a routine for myself, especially since I have much to do in the next few months on all fronts.

Word of the Day

The prospect of writing and being published in the near future has been nearly as vertiginous—and almost as euphoric—to my senses as the notion of being married in the nearer future.

Day Two

Thank you to those who've already patronized this weblog in its state of infancy.

Tonight I consider where to go from here.

Some use weblogs to describe the events of their day. Some use them as a platforms from which to voice their opinions on just about anything from politics to food. Some use them to vent. Generally speaking, they seem to be an outlet. I'm cool with that.

But what should I do?

When you ponder the direction of your weblog, do you consider your readers—your audience, as it were? A weblog isn't a diary or a journal, after all. Those are usually private, but a weblog is by its very nature quite public. Hmmm...

Well, one thing I think would be fun is to post a Word of the Day. And I'll probably frequently nab them from Dictionary.com, too, since they generate a WotD and I subscribe to it, wordwright that I aspire to be. The fun of it is trying to come up with a sentence or two that uses the word appropriately. So...

Word of the Day

I've known a great many pervicacious people in my life; most of them far older than me, some astonishingly young, and one or two may be reading this.

I Never Wanted a Weblog...

...And I'm not yet sure I'll be keeping this one. I guess you could say this is a trial weblog. Let me also point out that I can't stand the word "blog," and will avoid saying it whenever I can. In fact, I only have this weblog right now because:

(1) I wandered onto my friend Josh's weblog from his site Sidedown.

(2) I tried to make a comment to one of his entries.

(3) I discovered that I couldn't make a comment without registering with the site.

(4) Registering the site meant creating my own weblog.

So here it is. Not sure what to make of it. Should I keep it?

I have a curious ambivalence in regards to weblogs. Honestly, I tend to find them to be presumptous, because they're usually written as though legions of people were reading them, when in fact most likely only two or three friends see them. But then again, some people have weblogs where legions of people are, in fact, reading them.

On the other hand, while I always thought running my own weblog would be unneccesarily pompous, I do like being able to read those belonging to my friends as they allow me to keep up to speed on their goings-on when time doesn't allow for a more regular correspondance. They're less personable than emails or letters, but they're something. So why not?

So, I'll probably try and keep this for a while and see how it goes. I'm going to be busying myself with a bunch of projects in the near and distant future, so this may allow me to organize my own thoughts a little.

Well, that's that. Cheers.

(Edit: I've set it so that you shouldn't have to register to comment. Hopefully, this works.)