So I haven’t written in a billion years, and the result is that I have virtually no traffic but rest assured, this blog is being resurrected so visit often.
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Been busy moving around and getting ready for snowboarding season. New coat. New gloves. New board. The only thing missing is that I’m no longer two hours from a mountain. Arrangements will be made, you can count on that.
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I will speaking soon. It promises to be funny, or at the very least more entertaining than reading RSS feeds all day.
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I will also be in California in November. Hoorah for the Bay.
Blogs are the new tattoo; everyone has one but sadly few are worth the bandwidth they rode in on. Occasionally you will stumble across some articulate and insightful words of wisdom that will inspire you and give you perspective, but most of the time you will find tramp stamps and barbed wire. The root cause of this is the disproportion of smart people who are willing and able to share their witty quips for free and the teeming mass of illiterate keyboard smashers who have cable connections and thriving egos that hanker for a dose of net narcissism and address said need in the form of a blog. So how do you ensure you’re more of the former and less of the latter? Sadly, there is no magic elixir to make you a wise old owl but if you are diligent about self-censorship, you can keep from making something in gross violation of netiquette.
For the same reasons you shouldn’t eat when you aren’t hungry, don’t blog when you’re bored. That is uninspired writing and just like patrons watching a lip-syncing Brittany Spears concert, everyone can tell when you fake it. In those fleeting moments of inspiration, write up a few introductory paragraphs and save them as drafts so when you are stumped for a great topic, you have a few in the can to pull you through.
Stay away from those boring roads to nowhere. Listless wondering only worked for Moses and you ain’t Charlton Heston so get some focus and know where you are heading before you address the home keys. The best blogs break down complicated ideas into pieces that are at once articulate and easy to follow, they are guides for something. If you aren’t reaching out to guide readers then you are going in circles and getting nowhere.
Once you have a topic in your sites, think of unique insight you have about it and lay out the steps to achieve this brilliance you are sharing. Include all the pitfalls and missteps you have made and witnessed, clever anecdotes and wrap it all up in a nice package. Hopefully you can sit back and watch the hits roll in… who knows, maybe you will finally have someone besides your mom commenting on your posts.
So yes I have been busy doing fun things and not so fun things but I am going to give this a shot and maybe write more. I wish I could say that I have been busy jet setting around the globe but alas, the farthest I have made it was St. Louis so not so much.
Speaking of jet set, that term was coined at a time when the only people who could afford to fly were fancy folks. Anyone who has flown on Southwest to Burbank can verify that is is no longer the case.
Man things just pile up and next thing you now the daily blog is weekly. Too much to pop up here, but life goes on.
Working a real estate website for a little shop in Martha’s Vineyard. That place is heaven. Sandbars and sunshine in the late summer days make it my favorite place in August and hopefully this year that’s exactly when I will show up. For now I can just fire up some lighthouse shots. Here is a peak at the logo.
The Edge… there is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over. – Hunter S. Thompson
Its no secret that I am a bit of bookworm; countless authors on subjects as vast as the years they span, from Dante in the 14th century to the latest best sellers. I love getting lost in a good book, I appreciate the fine wordsmiths like Dickens and Shakespeare, the visual masterpieces painted by Nabokov and Rushdie or the pain-that-eats-your-guts-out-from-the-inside that only Hemingway and Dostoevsky could unleash. All this bibliophilia takes root in one location, Las Vegas. Specifically a short novel about a journalist covering a desert motorcyle race. “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas” was what I would consider to be the first great novel I read. The drug induced soliloquies and monologues carved out by Hunter S. Thompson were as alien to me as seven dwarfs or pumpkin carriages but for all the colorful language and the reckless aplomb with which the Doctor of Letters abused the drugs / body / world, it was the undertone, the longing to find the American Dream that really struck a young man from Missouri’s nerve. This adventure to find something without knowing what you are looking for is as powerful to me now as it was 17 years ago when I first read it. There was some real, deep, sanity in all the ramblings. Some comfort in the fact that maybe I am not the only one searching without a destination.
As the years passed I have been lucky enough to read several of Thompson’s works and while they have provided countless smiles and knowing nods, they always left me wanting more. The eternal hunger will forever remain because the good doctor checked out February 20th, 2005. As I reread Thompson this week I wonder, when will we find another voice who can at once be both out of it and lucid? Without question there will never be another HST, but can we at least have someone that can draw that same passion and compassion, be a voice to the marginal and the mainstream at the same time? One can only hope.
Man that might be an exaggeration but this is epic. Guy Ritchie is from another planet when it comes to keeping you entertained with whiz bangs. Once you get hooked you couldn’t taking your eyes of the screen if there were four models sitting next to you and decided to have an impromptu best breast contest and you got to be the judge. This clip is a little older but the Paul Smith football business in the previous post reminded of the clip. Do yourself a favor and go watch it in HD. Brilliant.
You can pretty much count me in as a fan of anything Paul Smith including this rad football. Dead sexy. I don’t even play soccer but I would like this.
This is why iPhones rock. The power is truly in the developer’s hands. This is also a great example of what you get when designers get in the mix and make something as beautiful as it is functional.
Man I haven’t had relief like this since I finished college. Jordan and I finally got that sucker up and boy it kinda purrrs like a kitty. I am pretty please with the new, pastel layout (just in time for Easter!). Give it a once over and let me know what you think.
