Where’s My Railroad? I’m In a Grand Funk
Nah, this is going nowhere, forget I even started.
I’ll be Bach.
RSS readers, the rest of the post has been struck-through or striked-through.)
I’m getting kind of bored with blogging. Maybe I’m just in a Grand Funk. Need more sunshine on my shoulders perhaps.
There is a new thingy called my.alltop.com. Alltop.com is an collection of RSS feeds in a bunch of different categories. My.Alltop.com is a personalized selection of blogs that are listed on Alltop.com. I thought I would snare My.Alltop.com/babyboom and build a list. Bad idea.
When Alltop.com first launched there wasn’t any blog categories that fit this one. So I suggested to Neenz, a worker bee for Alltop.com that perhaps there should be one.
After a few months, they chose to call the category “Mid-life.” I listed with them and then went away. I’ve been searching for some new blogs to add to my RSS, preferably somebody my age and sex, but if they are entertaining, I would make an exception.
I used to read and have in my Blogroll Queen of Shake Shake and The Blogess, but I got tired of them writing about their boobs and flow and sex life. So I layed off the Mommy Bloggers. I’m sure they miss me.
I purged my RSS of blogs that aren’t updated at least once a week. Even a busy tax preparer finds time to post something. Even somebody who lost her job and her husband lost her job, and they have three small kids finds time to writes something.
Guys don’t write much unless it’s about tech, business or sex. Even Dave Barry gave up on writing his blog a long time ago, reducing it to nothing more than a collection of links.
I decided that I should give Alltop.com another go and see who they have in their “midlife” category. That was a mistake, most of them are already in my blogroll, or are marketing to boomers or run “social networking” blogs.
Blah. Discouraging.
Twitter is getting lot of buzz, so I re-activated my @goinglikesixty and spent a couple weeks tweeting via Twitterfox.
Blogging is to writing, as Twitter is to conversation. I followed and I unfollowed. (Truth in Packaging: my blog automatically posts a link here to Twitter, but that’s not really me.) I’m laying off Twitter because generally it’s pretty boring.
Twitter may be the absolute death of writing.
Where can a curmudgeon hang these days?
Twitter has been hard for me to catch onto. There are so many people talking all the time. I like a life conversation like on Messenger where you say something and someone quickly responds … or better yet … face to face straight from the mouth to the ear. I forget to check Twitter and never know what anyone’s talking about and never know what to say that would make a difference in anyone’s day. So … I’m a Twitter Slacker.
Grandma Henke…also wrote this…Ever had one of those days?
@Grandma Henke: exactly!
At least I tried. *sigh*
Grandad…also wrote this…To the people of Tver
@Grandad: talking to your laptop doesn’t qualify, talking about the RTE isn’t business, and hassling those poor girls on the phone isn’t sex.
Sorry, you’re stuck with me watching/reading every move you make.
GoingLikeSixty…also wrote this…Where’s My Railroad? I’m In a Grand Funk
I don’t talk about tech, business or sex? Well, not much anyway.Grandad…also wrote this…To the people of Tver
Well. I am honored that you consider me an old bag rather than a mommy blogger. Because after all, I too don’t much care for mommy bloggers, and I hardly talk about my boobs at all.
Gretchen…also wrote this…It’s All About Me, Or More Precisely, The Size Of My Ass.
@Gretchen: I would never call you an old bag. And this posted was redacted. And even though you are technically a mommy blogger, you are one of the few I still read and enjoy.