so earlier this week I went to cancun with my wife and some other family and basically spent the whole trip laying around reading books. (picked some real nice lazy beach reads, light stuff like the handmaid’s tale)
one of the reasons I decided to make a blog is because I’m hip to trends and know better than you do that personal individual un-monetized blogs are coming back big, like ABBA or rickrolling
but one of the real reasons is that the only place I feel comfortable expounding at length about, well, anything is uh like personal emails? not twitter because character limits cramp my writing aesthetic of “too many adverbs and speech disfluency”. not instagram because I only use that for sharing blurry photos and looking at the feeds of famous dogs. and not facebook, because facebook is a place where my extended family and friends-of-friends live.
oh also because facebook’s a pile of shit.
I’m trying to get into web development from a variety of angles both as a hobby and as a serious career interest, so this blog also exists as a way for me to tinker with WordPress theming and dip my toes into PHP, so I assume/hope the visual look and feel will change with some degree of frequency as I try to figure out how many Shrek GIFs can fit into a ten-column CSS flexbox grid before madness takes hold
I haven’t touched a blog in over a year and I think part of the reason for that was that the branding felt a little too self-serious and personally important to me (tied up so specifically with the writing projects I had going on at the time). the other part of course is that I’m habitually distracted away from things like “introspection” or “deliberate thought” or other qualities necessary to a blog post that isn’t just copy-pasting the last YouTube link I was looking at.
but the thing about that is that I also want it to feel OK if my blog post is just the latest YouTube link I was looking at, and I want to not feel like every post should be either a) an at least semipolished work of fiction, or b) a fully polished academic essay in miniature. I don’t take the stuff that seriously in my own brain, it’s just hard to push past my trained-by-positive-reinforcement-since-childhood tendency to write like I’m still trying to please my AP English teacher(s) with impressive sentence structure and a STRONG THESIS STATEMENT
so here’s a place where I will dump whatever thought about whatever, in the interest of clarifying myself to myself in semi-public view since that way I can theoretically be held accountable instead of just having an incoherent argument in my own head and assuming it’d all read like gangbusters if anyone else had happened to be listening via psychic projection
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