I have a web site. I have my own little corner of the ether, and I’m in charge of all of it. When I push this blue button over yonder, these words, and the words that follow them, will be posted to 3 web sites, 2 news feeds, a messenger service, and a social networking collective that everyone hates and fears, but I rather like.
I started adding content to it almost seven years ago, and was sure that continuing to do so was a silly thing with my first permanent, “I’m responsible” words. That’s a long time to say nothing, but it’s even longer to say the same thing, over and over again.
And because of the law of the Wild, Wild Web, you totally have to pay attention.
I’m not writing tonight to make a transformative statement such as “I’ll post more online,” or ” I can do better.” Not only have I done so before, I really don’t care so much about the result.
It’s a pain in the ass to be enterataining and informative all the time. I am who I am. I do my best to be myself, most of the time. And I am the best there is at what I don’t do. And what I don’t do is…wait, that’s the other guy.
Did I mention that I don’t care so much? Just checking.
I have issues. I deal. I pretend to deal with my issues, and then I deal some more.
Most of the time, it’s from the top of the deck.
If you’ve bothered to read this far, odds are high these words are not for you, or you are new to the Cult of Bhagwan Personality.
If the former, you know what I’m about to say. If you’re the latter, I invite you to take the red pill.
And decide for yourself.
In the next week, I’ll be writing during the day for someone else, and revising at night for an audience of me plus everyone else. I’ll be attempting a cold turkey withdrawal from my bread addiction, which in theory will assist in a pain free day and possibly a sleep filled night.
I’ll also try to start a new cycle, but I may take another week off and detox as fully as I can. I sense a large collection of fruit, nuts, and bread that is not bread in my near future.
Also, MEAT. yummmmmmmm.
I came up with another internet game a few days ago, and I may push it live this week. Or not. I may update old posts, or not.
I may do nothing but bang on the drums all day.
But that’s something for tomorrow.
For tonight, I’ve got about an hour before I really, really should be in bed, and I think I’ll get started on my revisions. But I’m thinking about all of you, my friends, accquaintances, tolerated near strangers, and others. Those I spoke with or near this weekend, those I haven’t seen or talked to in years, and those I don’t really know at all.
There are more of you than I ever could have hoped for. And for that, I thank you.
Also, I haven’t thought about throwing anybody out of a window for at least 4 days. And that ain’t so bad at all.
End trans. For now.