I could never understand before. Why would, or how could anyone just quit posting and commenting here at OS? Besides dying that is. Or losing their fingers in an awful fire, or having their finger tips gnawed off by rats after an unfortunate boating accident resulting in a long swim to a leper island. A leper island with no broadband no less. Like Australia used to be. Or wait, wasn't Australia just a prisoner dump? Swim you poor bastards! Watch out for the crocs and sharks. Kim Gamble and Natalie I love you!
Strayed off course already. Deep breaths...
I'm starting to get it though. Getting sick of opensalon. It has a certain 'life' that last a finite time... apparently. The fascination is drifting away for me, and that makes me sad. All the people who I admired and looked up to when I signed on are gone. OK, not all, but most. I'm thinking.. wondering, what is the life of a blogger? The length I mean? Apparently two years or less. Only a few hardcore folks keep it up for that long and I feel I may be reaching the point of saturation myself.
I've turned from humorist to bummorist. Last night I posted about my son's friends suicide. Deleted... Foreclosure. Sick economy. Maybe that's why I'm losing interest. I don't want to be like that in my posts.
Also, I just can't find that many posts that interest me these days. Seems to be a lot of re-hashes of things I've already seen done, and done better.
Kit Duncan and her fuckmuppets make me ill. I thought it was just me until I visited with another OS'er (mostly formal OS'er) last night, that told me I was not alone in that regard. Kit's writing would be wonderful to most eighth graders, and sorry to single you out Kit but to me you represent the new OS... the one that sucks ass.
The cover? Well that's always been a big bugaboo. Mad Men. Pop culture... At least we used to have some humorous things on there. Deven about her Mom. Priceless stuff always. Her husband died and I doubt she will be back, and I don't blame her at all. She was always a good friend to me.
And why pray tell do I tell every woman I meet about this site? So they can stalk my every blog and comment I make to try to discern deeper meanings? Apparently so. I am an idiot in that regard.
I have always regarded flouncers with disdain so I will never ever make an "announcement" of departure, but will I suppose just fade away like all those who used to delight me. Many still do. Steve Blevins does. Others, rarely. Linnnnn is wonderfully real. I like L'Heure bleue, sixty candles, scarlett sumac... many many others (TINKSKY. DR. SPUDS. CAP'N P'DEAD). I hate naming names, for better or worse... forgetting betters, excluding worsers.
The fuckmuppets pounced upon one_irritated mother, dubbing her the queen of mean for speaking her mind ever so eloquently and directly. She said STFU to a bunch of whiners. I appreciate directness personally. I despise hidden meanings and backstabbing i.e. smiling in the face of the one you despise with implied niceties and simultaneous digs. Fuck that. I challenge any one here to write as well as her or be as genuine and full of love.
The shit gets deep here at OS and at some point is just too thick and smelly to muck through anymore. It can be as negative as it was once positive and I'm getting tired.
Love to my many friends...