Blogging

Mar 08, 2008

So I'm not very good about writing blogs, even though I enjoy reading them. Don't get me wrong, I don't believe in cyberlife as an alternative to life, but certain blogs fascinate me so blogging can't be that bad. I mean really, it's kind of like a way to write your memoirs as you are going without trying to get Houghton Mifflin or Puffin Books to publish it (if they publish that kind of thing). Except most of us blogging are probably too young to have very many interesting things to say about our lives but, whatever. I fought a polar bear on Wednesday! That is an interesting thing to say. I turned him into a pair of UGG boots. It would perhaps be wise to turn all polar bears into UGG boots. This way we will have a memento of them when the polar ice caps are gone. Morbid? yes. True? yes. So I am trying to book up my summer with gigs in a vain attempt to avoid having to do real work and by that I mean retail work. Nothing quite like picking clothes up after shop-a-holic drama queens with their shop-a-holic drama queen mothers to bring you down. When I get a steady stream of gigs going I'm like: sweet, this is how life could be; and then when I go to work I'm like: damn this is also what life could be. I guess that is called motivation. I think that I will go make something, maybe a drawing. Probably a coin structure. (There is a bucket of pennies sitting in my house.)