The Rumors of My Demise...

Are accurate depending on the distinct semantics concerning demise. If it pertains to blogging, well that is rather accurate. I find that, though many of my gripes—the original sworn focus of this here blog—perhaps persist, the specific need to drain them into the vacuum of the interwebular space has decreased. Perhaps I'm simply venting them more in day-to-day life. Perhaps I'm coming to terms with another demise—one more official calendar year of arbitrary 365 day completion. Perhaps perhaps perhaps...

What I do know is that if you can find connection and solace in the internet, even this here blog, that is a truly wonderful thing. But if you can find the same thing stepping out the door, I highly recommend the latter. To take that advice of course has with it the possibility that you were doing the former. Still, even if it takes a digital device to remind you to commune with nature and the more tangible and tactile world, it could be worse.

Anyway, dear blogspot, I may see you in May, though as usual I've little idea what I'll say, and lest you complain remember you get exactly that for which you pay.

Life in Contechxt

Frequently in life of the flesh and in life of this Internet I go about bemoaning technology. What better sounding board for it than the medium(s) it/themselves, right? Focusing on the Internet in particular, I once spent a great deal of time on here. As it happens, I still do, as for eight or more hours per day at a workplace I am in front of a screen and connected, and here I am now in hours at which I am not at a workplace. That alone is 33% of the day. And given that I sleep ~ 6 hours/night, we're talking 4/9th of my waking day, so ~44% on weekdays. Except tack on maybe another hour to be unsafe and that's 9/18 or a full 50% of my day (on weekends probably 11% or less), 25% for sleeping, and in the 3-4% range for a run so I'm left with about 21% of the day.

I'm leaving out cooking, eating, pooping, commuting, and some other things. That isn't a whole lot of leftover time, even with my reduced web use. As is often mentioned, it's not the presence of technology so much as what we do with it. And for me, it's often been about reading. Of late it's taken me to stories with 'beginners' in the title. If you've read this far, do yourself a favor and read the high quality Raymond Carver short story  "Beginners" (thank you Internet for making it available). And then maybe if you've got more time, sit yourself down to absolute beginners. Where that book deals with the absolute beginner as the never before existing teenage class with expendable income in a backdrop of 1950's England, now we've got the technagers who won't have experienced life before the web. But thanks to it, they can know all about Webb.

Well shit, that's July.