July 1st, 2008 at 9:00 am (Blogging)
After nine months in this location, it’s time to close up shop. I wrote about this a couple weeks ago. Nothing’s changed in the interim.
For those who’ve been with me from the beginning, thank you for your readership. For those just tuning in, I appreciate your stopping by. I won’t say I’ll never write in this space again, but the chances are pretty slim; I have somewhere else to be and plenty to say when I get there.
This is me, signing off.
June 23rd, 2008 at 6:44 am (Humor)
When I was about nine, my mother and her third-husband-to-be went to see George Carlin onstage. They left early and the next day my mother regaled me with stories of her outrage. “All he did was find different ways to say fuck,” she said. As if Carlin’s set consisted entirely of him stalking up and down the stage conjugating the word all night. Knowing what I came to know of him, I sincerely doubt that was the case, but my mother… never mind that right now.
Whatever the case, I figured anything that upset my mother so much was worth looking into. Occasionally this kind of oppositional tendency leads kids to make bad choices, but I’ve never felt my decision to get “into” George Carlin was ever a mistake. And now he’s gone.
June 21st, 2008 at 10:28 pm (Blogging)
So it’s been quiet here for a while. Why? There are a couple of reasons, actually: 1) I’m working on the tail end of a new manuscript, and 2) this blog is in gear-down mode.
I started writing online in this space to rekindle my enthusiasm for blogging in the wake of some extremely serious and (at times) highly scary cyberstalking incidents. One particular douchebag, whose wildly irresponsible blogging sparked and fed the problem, suggested that if I had my internet access disconnected I wouldn’t have any problems. As if any person being stalked brings it upon him- or herself. I’d love to hear this guy’s thoughts on rape victims, but then again probably not.
