Saturday, October 30, 2010

Barely Awake

The first cup of coffee seems to be working..........To a degree anyway.  I am here typing, pecking.......knocking at my creative door.  Seems no one is home.  Should I come back later?  Or sit here getting huffier by the moment as my knocks turn to incessant pounding and I will either bloody my creative hands in futile efforts to open the door or it will finally cave to my insistence and spring open, beckoning me inside to partake of many sweet creations I can bring home with me to share with anyone who might be interested or unlucky enough to have been vapor locked onto this site.

When I was a racing fool..........That is a bicycle racing fool back in the late 1980s and early 1990s, the first thing I would do upon putting my feet on the floor in the morning would be to check my resting pulse rate.  Somehow knowing it would make me faster.  Just as riding stupid miles at stupid puke your guts out paces would make me faster.  I got faster, but it stopped being fun, so I stopped racing and just rode.

Now 20 years later, the first thing I do is hack up a lung, pull my crotch back into the comfort zone, grab a cup of coffee and usually sit in front of this damned computer.  Once the porn lost its allure, and the newsgroups and forums started making me yawn, I found the blog.  That was.......Let me check.......... It was Tuesday, Dec 21, 2004.

Well it has been almost 6 years now and what do I have to show for it?

(Hmm.  This is where and how I will determine what kind of day it may turn into.  This is where I figure out if it was Ying who woke me up or was it Yang?   I can never remember which one puts me in an ugly mood, or if they trade off duties just to keep me off balance, but those two bastards seem to have control over the flow of my day)

(Double Hmm - Seems one cup of coffee is not quite enough stimulation to recognize the day that may be headed my way.)

So what do I have to show for almost 6 years of punishing the blogosphere with my opinion, my creativity such as it is, my mindless drool that almost always is politiely referred to by civil visitors who might want to say what they mean, but most often just move on after a polite "how do you do?"

Well on the plus side (or is it the negative side?  Still too early to tell), I do have a body of work made up of 872 posts stretching erratically over the last 6 years.   I have an audience now.  Why?  Hell I don't know.  But I sure appreciate them swinging by.

After reading some of my earlier posts, I seem to have developed into a better writer.  Not a good writer, but a better one.  But then is not this one of those intangible notions we blow off to "the eye of the beholder"?  If financial success or fame is any indication, then I would say calling me "good" would be a stretch.  Adequate maybe.  Acceptable might fit.  Occasionally Okay seems about as good a pat on my back as I can honestly come up with.

Regardless, as I sit here contemplating the inane notions and thoughts that have popped up early AM on Saturday, Oct 30, I will take my leave of this sacred place, this blogoshere, and allow you to sigh in deep relief that I have moved on. 

Have a super day.  If you can't do that, then have a shitty day.  Either one beats the alternative.

See Ya.........................................................

9 comments:

Chef Cthulhu said...

I think you underestimate the value of your posts and your work. Your visitors draw some social benefit from "coming here". Even though I took a year-long hiatus, yours was one of the first places I came when I started again; you write great stuff.

Still - if you are bailing (you sounded final), then all the best; you're still on my blogroll so you'll pop to the top if you post again and I'll know to click the link.

susan said...

I agree with the chef. I haven't been visiting you for very long but I really enjoy reading your work. I'll proceed to look at your backblog and hope you decide to continue. Perhaps you just meant leaving for the weekend.

MRMacrum said...

Well now - Thanks guys for the atta boy. I had no plans to bail, nor do I now - even though bailing from time to time does cross my mind. The see ya was just a see ya until next time. 6 years is not enough. I have some more words to burn up, toss up, throw up.

Chef Cthulhu said...

It wasn't the "See ya..." as much as the overall tone...glad I misread it.

Randal Graves said...

Fine, a shitty day it is. You too!

Kulkuri said...

A fine shitty day it is!!

BBC said...

I don't think about being a better writer, that isn't why I blog, I just write da wuds.

Nice picture.

The Blog Fodder said...

Scared me too. Thanks for not closing the blog shop.

Carla Ganiel said...

Count me among the many who are glad you're blogging.