Fryday, 13 Premise 2005
We haven't been in much of a writing mood of late (perhaps you've noticed), and since we don't seem to be getting those million dollar book advances** we don't seem to be all that concerned these days about getting our thoughts out there for all and sundry to viddy.
But we keep coming back to something our good friend T. Rex said in our comments - that we haven't put together any new and original bloggy goodness for all of you for quite some time here at the Funny Farm. And for that, we offer our apologies. This whole writing gig is pretty tough - and I can only imagine what one goes through if one's livelihood depends upon one's ability to shamelessly whore promote and publish their prose. And we firmly believe that there is very little that's new in any field of human endeavor - we're all just re-doing something that someone else has already done. We don't think that there's much we can add to the discussion these days with bloggy goodnes of our own. Those of you who see our comments at other places should be noticing that we are mainly reactive in our writing style - we see something that someone else has written, and it stirs up a reaction within our neural net, and sometimes we just can't keep our big mouth shut. That seems to happen with decreasing frequency as we advance in age, and we can't decide if that's because we accept the futility of this particular brand of pissing into the wind, or if it's that we just don't care so much any more. Especially with ditto monkeys and the religiously insane - there's just no reasoning or debating with them at all these days without things degenerating into an insult throwing shouting match. So we've backed off a bit and avoided reacting to what we have seen from the Drunken Cokeheaded Deserter or any of the rest of his cabal as much as possible. It seems to be helping with our blood pressure, as well as our maintenance of a relaxed attitude about life.
We could tell you about all of our wondrous adventures just getting through the days - but that would be, well, telling. You don't need a rocket scientist and software like Echelon and Carnivore to connect all the dots and find a way to be a problem or an observer in our sordid little personal doings*** if you wanted to. Which hopefully won't be a huge problem as long as we have our documents in order. But still - there's others involved, and we have found that some think it to be a morally upstanding act to threaten to harass them just because they associate with us (not to mention any Psycho Hose Bitches by name or anything).
And there has been much too much to be going on in the real world for us to do anything but the Putsch in the headlights bit about it. After all, if it's writing bloggy goodness on the score, Koresh knows there's Crooks and Liars and the All Spin Zone and Media Mattersand Think Progress and Buzzflash (for starters) who just happen to be some of the best news bloggers on the planet today, and can help you out with updates on what's going on. Praise Odin that they have the intestinal fortitude to sift through the muck and provide the rest of us with the best (cough) of what the media whores are spinning on any given day.
There's also the fact that some of these bloggers are really good at that whole writing thing, more than we could ever hope to be. Take our favorite landsnark, for example. Just since the new year began, he has given us this and this and this and this and this and this and this and this and this. Some very good stuff there - including links to the man who said no to Wal-Mart and Putsch's latest attempt to con the American public into thinking he's listening to anthnig but the voices in his melon. The meetings described in these articles seem to be quite similar to our eyes - one side out of touch, expecting a certain reaction, and doggedly sticking to their talking points, even though they have no relation to the reality of the situation.
So we would have to say that our little outpost on the Fashionable Left Bank of Blogistan will probably not be updated nearly as often as it has. Then again, with our luck we'll start finding all sorts of reasons to post all sorts of things here in the near future. Especially now that we've posted it here for all to see. You'll just have to keep on coming back to find out what we decide to do...
* - this is our own little version of Thudfactor's (and of course many many others, there's that nothing new under the sun thing again, sorta) Guess Ten post. Do you know of (at least) one song whose first line is It's good to be back!? Can anyone guess the name of the artist, the song, and/or the album that the one we're referencing came from? Long time associates of the Funny Farm might have a clue as to the nature of the identity(ies) involved (or even what the frell it is that we're talking about), but we would be interested in knowing if there are any others out there who can solve our mystery with the correct answers in the comments to this post.
** - much less those multimillion dollar deals to pretend to blog while spewing Repugnicant talking points possibly get the next Abramoff under way while we're busy taking care of the first and supply a nice, safe haven for those contributions looking for a new home bloggers (not to mention any Open Sores in the Media by name or anything like that).
*** - but we're sure it helps. Right, gang?
Update, Fryday, 27 Premise: the song is Myopia by Scott Merritt off of the album Gravity Is Mutual in case you were interested.
Posted by (: Tom :) at January 8, 2006 10:28 AM