I remember when the Internet was half porn. Now it’s one-third porn, one-third Facebook. Our love for talking about ourselves has nearly outgrown our love for looking at naked people. And that just makes me sick. Do you have a blog? Of course you do. Tell me some more interesting things about yourself. Oh, you eat food? And you breathe air?I agree with him, though I do wonder what he thinks makes up the other third of the Internet.
Even though most of my blog posts are composed in the wee hours of the morning between 5:00 a.m. and 8:00 a.m., I suddenly feel very ashamed for blogging so much.
So I am going outside to take a walk.
In New York Freakin' City.
I will sing as I walk, because I am feeling better, and because I am wearing a pretty dress and nice sandals and because it is a very nice day, and because this is the first day in absolutely weeks that I've walked around the office singing.
(Walking around singing is just something that I do. Someone commented today as I strolled down a long hallway singing "My Cherie Amour," paying special attention to that bent note in the line, "In a ca-aaa-fe, or sometimes on a crowded street..." -- "Aileen! I haven't heard you sing in WEEKS!")
And I'm not gonna tell anyone about it afterwards.
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If your friends like to take pictures on the beach, Facebook is pretty much the greatest soft porn site imaginable.
My wife commented today about my predilection for singing as I was singing along to an elementary class performing Ripple today. Apprently, I do it all the time. Its a great calming defense mechanism when I feel I am being shitted upon as well.
And where is my Facebook invite damn it?
Ace
Haven't read it yet but I bet I agree. It's one reason I suddenly stopped blogging. Focusing more on life as lived and not if it makes good copy.
My wife knows when I'm in a decent mood when she hears me singing.
"You're singing! I love when you sing."
"I am?"
Ace - I'm not sure what Ripple is, unless you mean that Genesis song from Trick of the Tail. Only been on FB for a few weeks. Usually just post hockey linx there. Invite TK.
Don -- I do it like breathing, too -- involuntarily. My office has a lightbox that is for common use, and I'll be happily putzing away working at my desk when I'll realize everyone in the color review has gone silent and is looking at me because some song droplet has fallen out of my mouth. I keep meaning to post about how I have music in my head ALL THE TIME. It's annoying when it's classical because then I walk around going, "La dadadada daaaah, La dadada dummmmm" (That's "Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini," in case you were wondering :)
I love My Cherie Amour! And I have music in my head a lot too, but try not to torture people with my awful singing.
The other 1/3 is cupcakes, cats and shoes. :)
Glad you're feeling better!
Ripple is a semi-famous (in some circles) Dead song. Gabriel-era Genesis sung by 3rd graders would have truly blown my mind. What is invite TK?
Ace
P.S. My word verification today is hymen. Tee-hee.
Who has third graders singing Grateful Dead songs? THAT. IS. AWESOME!
Took awhile to find you on FB. Do you know how many Ace Rothsteins there are out there? And the whole first page was REALLY cute guys, and I started thinking it was a thing with people with that name.
Yeah, I know. Ace's are a dime a dozen. So, did I come up on the first page? You didn't come up at all when I wet looking for you!
Ace
I think you did appear on page 1, unsurprisingly. :)
The last sentence where you talk about how you "wet looking for" me is a little upsetting, frankly.
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