In lieu of actual “blogging,” whatever that actually is, I’m going to go some blogging, which, if I’m correct, is merely some average joe out there in the world deciding to plaster meaningless personal details across the ol’ intertubes for absolutely no reason whatsoever other than a mere shout into the darkenss, saying, in effect, “Here I am!“
To which a reply echoes, ever so faintly across the void, “Uh, yeah. Like I CARE?!“
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I wish I had studied hard in my Oceanography class in college. I thought that it was all really cool stuff. But, I was too busy being in a Frat and destroying brain cells to realize it at the time.
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I actually showed a real aptitude for journalism in all my classes. I have, post graduation, done dick-all with the aforementioned journalism degree. And no, I don’t think blogging really counts.
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I should have been a geologist. I’ve been esssentially “entranced” by rocks and strata and sedimentary this or that since about the 5th grade. My wife still rolls her eyes about “me and my rocks,” which I inevitably bring home by the pocketful after hikes or trips to the beach. Why? Because they’re COOL! Oooh! Look! This one has sparkly stuff and cool lines! Yeah. That’s me. Rock dweeb.
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If nothing else, in this life, I managed to pump out a couple of pretty awesome kids. I can think of no better legacy.
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And yeah, as mentioned before, I’m so into Miley Cyrus’ music that I’m just this side of a stalker. Or a giggly 14 year old. Like that’s any great surprise. She totally ROCKS! {{shreeeek in that highly annoying ear-piercing way}}
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I just got Jeff Harrell’s book in the mail. Whatever else his problems, the dude can effin’ WRITE! Go, buy one for yourself. You’ll be glad you did. So, I imagine, will he. Send copies to all your friends. Yes, both of them.
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I suspect, though I’d never say this out loud, that I’m not nearly as funny as I think I am.
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Carin at “Is this blog on?” is my blog mutha. For whatever reason, reading her blog is what got me started on mine. So, I feel a definite kinship with her, even though all she ever does is bitch about Detroit, and talk about Radiohead, to whom, I have yet to listen.
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And no, I’ll probably never get a tatoo.
Filed under: Blitherings
I just found you yesterday, I don’t know what continent you live on or anything much about you, so I’m very qualified to give you advice based on this post.
How about exploring oceanography and geology with your kids (tell them Hannah Montana will be there, which also might spur you to go)? I’m not exactly sure how to do this, but all that longing and bottled up interest (in oceanography and rocks, not HM) is probably contagious and whatever means you found to learn more could involve the family, though your wife’s job could be to throw rocks.
You are a good writer. You’re not dead yet, so don’t give up on the things you care about.
Get a publisher to fun your efforts/travels/whatever as you write your books, “How to Get Your Family to Get Excited About the Things You Were Too Drunk to Study in College.”
I’m greatly relieved you won’t get a tattoo.
Why don’t I ever hit “preview”? I do know it’s not “fun your efforts,” but perhaps that kind of funding is more fun. Sorry.
I don’t have a tat.
Although, I went through a phase where I wanted one.
I do have peircings though. Nothing too ‘freaky’..
I like Hannah Montana too, and have a video on my site to proove that. My kids love me, what can I say.
I always wanted to be a politician. Ha!
A “rock dweeb” who listens to Hannah Montana. Hmmmm. Being a rock hound is cool. Everybody needs a hobby. But Hannah Montana? Dude, that’s like mopeds and fat chicks. It’s OK to have fun with one but you don’t want pictures circulating on the internet.
just kidding. I have a 12 year old daughter. I listen to and watch stuff that would have embarassed me 10 years ago. Now…I don’t give a damn.
Surely someone with a journalism degree would be expected to know the difference between the preposition ‘to’, and the adverb ‘too’?
Hey, since you’re so good at detecting the minutia, perhaps instead of going around “anonymously” red penning everyone else’s blog, you should have been a “private dick”. You already got the “DICK” part down. Now, if we could just get you to do it “privately”…
Oh by the way, you need not place a comma in front of the word ‘and’. It’s redundant. Jackass.
You’re sadly wrong, Wadical. It is entirely correct to place a comma before a grammatical conjunction without redundancy, for instance when the intention is to mimic the cadence of speech.
It’s called an education.
Ignorant and stupid is no way to live your life, son. Pick up something other than a bible or a gun once in a while and you might learn something.
For instance, how minutia is the singular form of minutiae.
Sorry that you didn’t pursue your geology dreams. I am glad that I did, but I wish I had done some other things different, to make better use of it.
If you want to pick up some free, easy geology lessons, I have been doing my “What a Geologist Sees” series for the last few months. [I don't know if you have been over for a visit lately, but I changed my alias, too.]
The blogger-formerly-known-as-joe-6-pack.
EDUCATION..yeah, I have one of those. You’re full of crap. Putting a comma before “and” is bad grammar and is to be avoided. You showed no context indicating you were mimicing the cadence of speech.
You show up under an anonymous flag and sling mud from across a trench you aren’t willing to enter. You completely ignore the point or subject matter of a comment thread and seek no other objective than to cause a petty argument to ensue. That would make you a troll.
Ignorant and stupid are two different things. I assure you I’m neither ignorant nor stupid. That’s probably why I am not your son.
Minutia IS the singular form of minutiae! Fantastic dictionary work there, Dick Tracy! I believe I pointed out “1″ minute thing that you had located. I fail to see how pointing out the same word in its plural form might possibly be relavent.
This is like beating up a drunk. I’m finished with you.
And before your sorry ass points it out. Yeah, I know it should be “mimicking”.
It is relevant, when you clearly fail to employ the word correctly on your own little blog too -
“It is amazing how the trivial minutia of life can so completely occupy one’s time.”
So don’t claim you knew before I schooled you.
Oh yeah, relevant. Two E’s, one A.
Fail. Twice.
Don’t worry, I’ll leave you alone now. Getting bored, and I have other trivial minutiae to occupy my time too.
WTF, are you the spelling police? The fact that you use spelling and grammar to draw attention to what you perceive as your own intellectual superiority is quite pathetic. Have we stumbled upon a genuine “elitist” here?
I notice you leave no link to your own blog site that we may visit and critique for grammatical mistakes. ‘Tis cowardly to lob your mud from the cover of anonymity. You have nothing of substance to contribute to this or any comment thread, so why did you come here?
Oddly enough though, the stench of your jackassery smells familiar. I believe I recognize your trollish style. By chance, have we met? You wouldn’t happen to be a bigoted white supremist from England would you?
Steve, I’d love for you to post this person’s IP address. I think I’ve crossed swords with this prick before. Surely there can’t be two of him on this planet.
No, haven’t ‘crossed swords’ with you before. Find it ironic (as well as insulting) that an NRA member is accusing me of being a bigoted white supremacist, which I am most certainly not.
Elitist? Perhaps. Troll? Certainly can’t argue with that on the evidence above.
Though in my defence, I only got nasty with you when my first post (a tongue in cheek dig at the author’s byline) was responded to by you with an ad hominem pun attack. Never mind.
Steve can post my IP address if he wants, or he can pass on my email address (which he has) to which you should feel free to send all further hate-filled invective as you see fit.
Cheerio!
I defend anyone I consider to be an ally…even if they don’t ask for it so screw you. Hell, I’ll defend anyone from a left field cheap shot.
You throw around words like “ignorant” and “stupid” and then prove those adjectives describe you better than anyone else by suggesting that being an NRA member somehow magically qualifies one as a white supremacist. I’m not sure the Bangladeshi gun store owner who signed me up for the NRA or the two black firearms instructors at my firing range would understand what the hell you mean by that. To make such an assumption is bigoted in itself. Perhaps you are more racist than any feeble attempt at self analysis you’ve ever attempted might let on. The fact that you plead nolo contendere to the “Elitist” label, reveals that you certainly have all the moving parts necessary to make a fine racist pig!
Never crossed swords with me, huh? Well…pleasure to make your acquaintance, dick head!
Grammar smack!
Allsome!!
English may have been a troll, but youve just proved yourself an even bigger asshole Wadical, and he had the benefit of being right too! Your not defending anything, your just ranting out of missplaced anger. You have kids?!?! I pity and pray for them.
Wow, another anonymous commenter with no blog of their own…and with an opinion, no less! My My! You guys are like roaches, aren’t you? My kids don’t need your pity. But pray for them all you want. It’s a much better pastime than trolling the internet.
I’m not angry but ranting is what I do. It’s why I’m here. Why the hell are you here? “Asshole”? Well, I’ve been called worse. Trust me, you haven’t seen anything of my asshole capabilities. “Asshole” is a relevant term, anyway. I can introduce you to several people who think I’m a swell guy. Truth be told, I’m not really an asshole at all. I’m just an asshole to you, and that’s on purpose. So it doesn’t bother me one bit that you think I am. It’s quite perceptive of you, actually.
I can respect an asshole. But a troll with nothing of substance to say or contribute? Not in a million years! If there’s one thing I’ve been consistent with in the blogosphere it’s dealing swiftly and harshly with trolls. They are the bane of any worthy blogger’s existence. An elitist with some cut rate/discount junior college education who believes he’s superior to another because he was observant enough catch a spelling error?? Are you friggin serious?
Crawl back under your bridge, troll. I’m not going away.
Oh yeah…that was me. Got so caught up in smacking you around that I forgot to log in! Ha!
Steve, I’ve sunk a little, here. I broke a rule of etiquette that I know full well… “Curse on your own blog, but not on another’s.” For that I sincerely apologize….to you that is. It’s your blog. I’ve a large enough vocabulary to spar with your pathetic trolling visitors without resulting to profanity. It’s actually fun for me. I’ve just consistently met pond scum trolls with both barrels. Got a little carried away with the adjectives. I’ll aim higher next time.
Wow! Leave for a few days and someone leafs beer can’s and cigarette buts all over the living room. What, did you guys, have a party, in hear, at?
On the one hand, I got that English was, in a manner of speaking, trying to be a bit tongue in cheek, but the presentation came off a little, shall we say, caustic, but, in blogs, its often hard to reed someones’ tone into there post.
It was pretty clearly a typo. It took me a second to which he was referring for me to figure out, at.
I need to dig out a copy of my Strunk and Whites, so that can be properly armed me be next time can I for.
As a general rule, I try to keep the discourse here if not civil, then at least moderately uncorrosive. But, that is clearly, not a hard and fast rule.
However, I’d like to think that we could discuss an issue without the use of the “Jane You Ignorant Slut” methodology. I figure about the time you resort to “you ignorant asshole,” you’ve pretty much lost whatever debate you were in, at, regarding.
Irregardless of how much someone may deserve it.
(Is that enough grammer fubars for one comment?)
And, as a counterpoint, if someone has resorted to picking apart my grammar, the clear inference is that I’ve been so blindingly logical and exegetically persuasive that I’ve left them so little room for either disagreement or factual refutation that they are reduced to petulantly picking at typos and legalistic grammar mandates if lieu of actually addressing the issues or core tenets of the actual article.
So, I call that one for the “win” column.
Yeah, that’s what I said. (just not as well!)
Yup. I gots me one of them thar “ejukayshuns” to!
Surely that should be ‘too’?