i am: October 2007 Archives

yes.  there is a problem with blogging, or at least i should say, the kind of blog i have creates problems.

my blog is not an anonymous blog where i can just let everyone have it, or talk about everything, or share my inner most feelings at any given moment.  i read people who have that kind of blog and i think that is cool but at the same time, i want to be able to share this with people who want to read about me (the most important person in the universe! duh!).

but this creates some problems because people i know could get hurt, be offended by or get angry at what i am sharing-- certain bits of information.  i am not dooce, i do not make a living off of this blog.  and i have a career where students or administrators could stumble upon this and that could be upsetting to my career (once again, i am not dooce and don't want to be dooced).

so the problem is, on an occasion, i have things to say that are totally blogworthy, but would be at the expense of friends or colleagues or students.  i have thoughts and concerns about things but i only get to express them to thomas.  it's just.  well.  sometimes i would like to be able to purge them so that others can tell me they know what i am thinking or feeling.

of course, not all of the stuff i want to be able to share is bad, some of it is quite funny, but once again, not necessarily something that i can share with everyone.  thousands of people have written about their blogs in a metadiscussion of what it means to blog and why they blog and blog, blog, blog.  people have given up their blogs because they don't feel they get to discuss what they want, or their readers (audience) guide their posts, but i love this and i just wanted to let you know, that sometimes, just sometimes, i am disappointed that i can't share everything with you.

to mr. old man in the grocery store,

it has come to my attention that you are unaware of social norms in the grocery store.  it is customary for people to look for items on the shelf while not taking up the entire aisle.

since you refused to comply with my polite request to move out of my way so i could look at the cookies, i am left with no other recourse but to be confused, make faces and roll my eyes as you continually block my passage to the cookies.  i am asking you to cease aisle blocking other shoppers.

i demand that you immediately desist in further cookie blocking as this is an infringement of everyone's god given, amuhrican right to cookies, otherwise i shall be forced to take further action including, but not limited to, pushing you down and breaking your hip.

yours truly,

jeorg

saturday i got my hair chopped off.  about 8 inches was hacked away and even though that much was cut, my hair still touches my shoulders. 

a girlfriend of mine commented on the fact that i can have that much hair taken off and still have a ton of it left.  i can't help it.  my hair has a mind of its own and grows so fast. 

the thing is, i totally got a rock star haircut but this morning, i didn't have the time to do the rock star style that i wanted.  i am totally thinking of streaking bright red through it.  i mean fire engine red.  as in, whir, sirens blaring red.

so.  goal number one for tomorrow is to get out the product, style, style, style.

i am thinking that i want it to spike out and be all flair and fun tomorrow.  it is certainly cut to play with, so why not.