A Bit Blocked
Posted on November 20th, 2008 in Blogging About Blogging, News
Every day I’m all, “I NEED TO BLOG.” And then I’m all, “BUT I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY.”
So, uh, does anyone have any ideas?
Anything pressing we need to discuss?
My urethra? Perhaps a debate on Obama’s tax plan? A story about an ex-boyfriend? My upcoming trip to Los Angeles next week? Audition stories? Stories about how I fell down in public and embarrassed myself? Eco-friendly living? Vegetarianism? Questions? Comments?
I was thinking you guys could unblock me. You know, the four people who read this? Surely you have an opinion. Or an interest. Or a reason to keep refreshing this website. But…what on earth is it?
Suggest a topic and I will write an essay, in MLA format, with a Works Cited. Or maybe just a blog post.
Any takers? Any at all?
So, what’s going on outside your window? What do you see?
How about HOW WAS YOUR CABARET ON MONDAY??!!? xoxox miss you!! Can’t wait to see you post-LA!
Debbiy, I will respond to you in the comments and perhaps that will spark my creativity–
There is an elderly Greek woman sweeping the red leaves off the sidewalk in front of her apartment across from me. That side of the street is completely free of cars since it’s thursday and alternate side parking is in effect from 9:30-11 AM. City streets always look awkward with one half completely devoid of cars.
The sky is gray and the world seems quiet, as if it might snow. It reminds me of my winters in Buffalo, in college, when the world turned dark for six months of the year, perpetual gloom and yet the most joyous time of my life. The laughter of friends and my eagerness to soak up all the knowledge in front of me were all I needed to keep warm and upbeat. Every fall, I still get pains when I think about what it represents.
It reminds me of my college boyfriend who is on my mind quite a bit recently though I can’t say why. He is supposedly getting married sometime soon. I sent him an email in September wishing him well and never heard back. To this day I wonder if he responded and my Outlook at work ate it or if his silence is his response. And what on earth I’m supposed to do with that? I am assuming nothing.
And now I am late for work. Thank you Debbiy. My, that felt good.
Ash–
The cabaret was okay, per se. I had about 15 people cancel the day of, NO LIE. But I still made it to about 41 peeps. The thing is…it was so much easier this time and the preparation was smoother and I was less panicked so…when it was over, there was less of a high. Does that make sense? This summer, I was SO RIDICULOUSLY PROUD of myself, high as a kite. This time I was like, “Oh. I did that. Cool.”
I still think I did alright. I was at an 80% instead of 100% but it was good and clips on YouTube are on their way!
Uh. I’m guessing I should stop responding to these comments and save them for future blog posts since that was kind of the point.
Perhaps I shall expand on each of these separately in new entries.
THANKS YOU GUYS!
Why don’t you write about the volunteer work you did last night.
OH! Falling down in public gets my vote.
I’ve never commented here before – but I have been reading your blog for awhile and really enjoy it. I especially enjoy your caustic sense of humor and cynicism. You remind me of me – well, if I were at all funny.
With that said, I would love to read your thoughts on any number of “pressing social issues” – gay marriage, the economy, energy, war, environmental degradation. These are just suggestions though, feel free to ignore them.
I LOVED it! Thank you.
I’ve been meaning to write a post on this topic, but haven’t done it yet–
When you imagine your hypothetical “successful” future self, what is the first image that pops into your mind? I don’t mean to ask: “How do you define success?” or “What is your life plan?” I mean– what is that GUT INSTINCT, that image that flashes in your mind of Hypothetical Future You, fully actualized and successful.