The "next blog" - comments from a casual observer

Today I ventured into the world of unknown - the "next blog" link.
For the most part I was incredibly disappointed. Aside from the 30% that were written in a foreign language, the rest of them were all TOTAL CRAP.
2 or 3 of them appeared to be written by angst-y teens who couldn't be bothered to include the vowels to most of the words they write. It appears to be a trend, which really offends my sensibilities. One was some gay guy who has a miserable life and listens to Elton John a lot. 2 more of the blogs I came across were by people who are totally depressed and write about how sad they are every day.
One of them looked like the person who created it was just trying to be as obscure as possible while incorporating no meaning what-so-ever into their text. And what the hell is with this blog? That's just plain irritating - not to mention useless.

Now, it's not that I'm encouraging censorship when it comes to blogging, nor do I want to infringe on anyone's rights to "blog" in whatever manner they see fit; but for the most part, I'd have to say that everything I saw today was crap that showed either a profound lack of respect, or a plethora of ungratefulness and depression.

(If you are going to put your thoughts/feelings/pictures/grammar/lifestyle on display in a public forum, you've pretty much got to expect that someone else may view it and think that it's a waste of cyberspace - everyone takes that chance, myself included. I'm not saying that you are obligated to CARE about said opinion of your work, but it's a good thing there's an unlimited amount of virtual paper, or most of you would likely be culled from any position of feigned usefulness or importance.)

To all of you who can't spell, are too lazy to type the vowels in words and have horrendous grammar: you are NOT as original as you think you are. If you think that really shitty writing gives you more depth than anyone else, you are mistaken... from what I can see, you're not original at all since that seems to be the way that most uneducated people choose to express themselves.

Myself, when I write here it's usually because I'm bored, I found something I want to discuss, or maybe because something in real life happened that I want to write about. Occaisionally my dry sarcasm gets away from me and I think I'm funny and want to distribute my humour a little. I don't flatter myself to think that people are really interested in what I have to say, nor do I claim to be particularly interesting. I write about whatever comes to mind, and boohoo if everyone doesn't like it. I don't need to be the greatest, the most artistic, or a martyr perpetually struggling against society, but at the very least, I hope that anyone who discovers my blog by way of "next blog" won't drop their jaw and be stunned by how rediculous I am.

I admit I'm not a rocket scientist....

But how in the *H-E-double hockey sticks* does this website work? Anyone who has knowledge that could possibly provide me with some enlightenment would be most welcome to share it.

(Of course, there may be the odd jackass out there who thinks that I'm an idiot because I'm not privy to the secret mysteries of the Mystical Ball - but whatever. I'm willing to risk being exposed for an ignoramus in exchange for knowledge.)

Inspiration for the Masses

I have no idea what the title means, but I'm pretty sure that it is not indicitive of the contents of the little blurb. I sat with my hands poised above the keyboard trying to decide what I would write about today and "Inspiration for the Masses" is what came to me.

I'd have a fairly difficult time convincing myself that the masses find me inspiring in the first place - but whatever. Moving on....

Read any good books lately? The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown is really quite good. Lady Bea overheard some people discussing how great the book was and she mentioned it to me - me being the bookworm that I am, logged on to the online library (not only am I am bookworm, I'm a computer geek too apparently) and requested a copy from the friendly neighbourhood librarian. It seems that I wasn't the only one who had such a brain wave: my request was 60th in the queue and I had to wait for over a month to receive the book.

It's a fictional story that is wrapped around historical fact - I'd recommend it just for the interesting history leasons about the Priory Society and the Templar Knights. Amazing, some of that stuff!

What a great pic 

Free at last?

I quit my job today - and I feel really good about it. Okay, I feel pretty good about it. ALRIGHT - it scares the crap out of me.

I am really looking forward to staying home with the kids though - but not so much to the slave labour that I will now become at home! haha.
I've always wanted to be the mom that drives kids on all the field trips and to their various team games etc. (and now that I drive a minivan with a tv and 6-dvd changer I'll be the coolest mom and all the kids will want to travel with me! (shhh - don't pop my bubble). Maybe it's because my parents worked full time and were never available to do that kind of thing for me and my brothers that it seems so important to me now... (I'll psychoanalyze myself later during my leisure time, thank you very much.)

But whatever: The main thing is that now I get to spend more time with my kids instead of shipping them off somewhere else everyday... I'm really tired of freaking out when my regular arrangements don't pan out, or when daycare is full. I hate being in a panic to stow my kids somewhere so that I can go to work - there's just something wrong with being desperate to get rid of your kids (and for you people that have to live like that, you know what I mean - it's a neccessary evil that most of us can not seem to escape. It doesn't feel very good, but what other options are there? It's even harder when your kids are sick... trying to pawn them off on someone else (potentially making them and their families sick too) when all they really want is to be at home with mom. Am I the only one that feels guilty taking time off work for that? No matter how ill my kids (or me, for that matter) are, and no matter how justifiable my absence is, I always feel like the staff at the office think I'm lying about it... I dread getting a call at work to tell me I have sick children and then having to distribute my work burden to the other people in the office.
I'm so glad I won't have to do that anymore!

Not too many people are fortunate enough to have the option of staying home - I am very grateful that I do have that opportunity and ability.
(although we may have to sell the quad to make it work. hardy har har)

That's what you get!!

Remember the spanky little quad that my significant other purchased? It almost killed him yesterday (or he almost killed himself on it, depending on how you want to look at it). So let this be a lesson to everyone - WEAR YOUR DAMN HELMET!!

It was only due to a fluke of nature that he ended up with relatively minor injuries, instead of being paralyzed or worse.

I can't imagine how it would feel to get that kind of a phone call...
Wear a helmet.

Who flips a coin for that sort of thing???

We bought a quad today. A really big expensive quad. I'm not sure we needed one, but now we have one anyways. Actually, I should clarify that: my 'significant other' bought a quad - my contribution to the purchase is equivalent to doing the paperwork and gaping over the invoice total (and just in case I wasn't sufficiently stunned about the price of the quad itself, he bought an aluminum trailer to haul it with too). All in the name of the farm and productivity and handiness! Apparently he bought the trailer so that I could pull it with my spanky little minivan. Isn't that thoughtful of him?

A bit superfluous, but still thoughtful (if I had a hitch on the van!).

Then his true intentions surfaced! He's going away to work - in camp, and wanted something to do at the end of the day (I guess sitting in camp doing nothing isn't his activity of choice - mine either, for that matter). Hence the quad.

Here's my main issue: Who spends that kind of money to alleviate boredom???
And to think that I had to talk him out of buying the quad that had the ADDITIONAL $4000 tank-tracks instead of tires. Actually, I didn't manage to talk him out of it... he flipped a coin - and thankfully the best 2 out of 3 happened to be in my favour.

Anyways, he's gone away to work for a while, and so is the quad.
I'd better hope that he doesn't find any other crazy gadgets he can put on it.