I would need to start with this question,
in part because it's the question that's kept me from blogging for years,
and in part because (if I really get into this whole blogging thing),
I might not get to seriously ask this question ever again...
Is blogging vain?
Mark Twain said that the offspring of riches are
"Pride, Vanity, Ostentation, Arrogance, Tyranny."
That sounds like America to me.
Lately I've spent a lot of time waiting
for the day when this whole tech-era comes crashing down,
When all of us arrogant fools will finally get what we deserve, and
when I get to do my part in paying for all of this pride and vanity and everything.
but it didn't come yesterday, and it doesn't seem so be coming today, so maybe I'll just start journaling... for the sake of journaling, I guess, but with an "audience". Maybe that will help me deal with all of this...
Right now I'm in the craziest, most open-ended time of my life that I've ever seriously dealt with. I'm not taking classes and I don't have a job; all of my belongings are in my car, and I'm not sure where I'm going to sleep tonight.
As I begin to sort these sort of things out, I thought it might be nice to blog myself through it, but I keep running up against this vanity question.
So yeah, maybe it is vain, but maybe I'm vain too. Maybe you're vain, too, and the only reason you're reading this is because you're trying to see yourself in me, or maybe you think I'll give you a shout-out or something...
Mom, I'm writing this mostly for you. I know that you want to support me in everything I do, but that you're nervous about how this will turn out. I'm kinda nervous about it, too, so maybe this blog will help us to be nervous about it together, instead of me trying to comfort you or you trying to comfort me, while we both are feeling a little uncomfortable to ourselves.
Or maybe that's just me, and maybe I'm reading you wrong. Either way, this is kind of like creative writing, and you have always loved reading the things that I write, so I hope that you can enjoy reading this, too, and I really hope that it can help both of us make sense of where this is all headed.
So, in a big way, that's where I am today, and I hope that you can enjoy reading it. I really do think it'll turn out ok, so it just might be a nice happy ending for all of us - especially considering this morning.
I'm house-sitting for the weekend, and it's the view that I saw when I woke up.
It kinda makes me feel a lot more comfortable with all of this uncertainty and stuff.
And maybe it'll all come crashing down tomorrow, and maybe we'll go into nuclear war. Maybe the Big One will finally hit California, letting everybody know that the whole Information Age was much more fragile than anyone had really expected... even so, I think I'll be able to look fondly back on this blog from the day before.
2 comments:
Thanks Will, much better than your mother asking you innane questions...you know what I'm talking about. I love you!
I just wrote you a big long silly response, and then couldn't check in, so I went over to sign up for an account, and lost my notes. the just of it was hi, you're doing great, and you're always welcome to plop here. There's a futon in the "office" and the door's always unlocked. I had several other brilliant comments on the nature of communication, vanities and pleasures, but, alas, they're lost to the vaporshere. Ted told me to start a blog, but I don't know how, and I figured it would be boring. But I loved reading yours, it made my day. Now, I'm going to see if this sends!
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