Thursday, April 12, 2007

I never use this blog. I used to have a blog, Cosmopolitan Tang, in high school. This was before most people had blogs. (James Dempsey is seething with rage right now if he's reading this.) I like to think it was pretty amusing for others to read. For one thing, I made it kinda foolproof by signing like 10 people up to post on it. I mean, when you have an esteemed gentleman like George Kiwada making multi-post epics about the adventures of the Japanese Cowboy in law enforcement, you're doing well as a blog. But I don't know, this solo-blog thing, the I'm-an-adult-now-but-still-do-this-shit thing, is kind of not doing anything for me.

I remember once we had a CosmoTang purge. I was completely pressured into this and ended up removing a few new posters that the "old guard" didn't think were up to par. The bitter irony is that I quickly realized several of the people I had "purged" were as good of, if not better, writers as I was, and they went on to create influential, ground-breaking blogs that would one day change the face of American blog culture. OK, that last part was sarcasm, but I'm pretty sure that's when the ol' Tang died.

Someone needs to take the word "blog," wrap it in a full-body cast, and push it down a flight of stairs several hundred times. I really get sick of reading "blog," reading blogs, writing "blog," and writing blogs. I guess that's why I "blog" so rarely. In summation, fuck a blog.

Don't even get me started on vlogs. I pledge never to do one of those.

Vonnegut

Someday, someday, this crazy world will have to
end,
And our God will take things back that He to
us did lend.
And if, on that sad day, you want to scold our
God,
Why go right ahead and scold Him. He'll just
smile and nod.

From the end of Ch.119....
[K.Vonnegut :
Bokononist "calypso"]

R.I.P. Kurt Vonnegut.