I will post the five weird or embarrassing things about me on Wednesday. First a note from our sponsor: The blogging world is amazing.
People who don’t blog, virtually everyone that I know, believed it to be some sinister cabal designed to keep me from the real world, and in a cult where I corresponded with non-functional people. How wrong they were, and most of them are beginning to learn that.
I’m constantly humbled by the talent in the blogging world: literary, politics, multi-media. It amazes me that I’m part of a revolution in communication. Once I thought that Walkman’s and PC’s were a big thing. Now I have a phone that can do almost anything, an IpodNano, a digital camera that makes me look like I can actually take pictures, and a blog named Courting.
As I was on the faux cab line on Seventh Avenue at Penn Station in the pouring rain tonight I wished so much that Courting paid the bills. Had the fantasy that Bone wished for me–his song will be coming–as I shivered and talked to the guys in front of me. People were cutting; a homeless man was hailing the cabs which are supposed to stop on line in order, though that might end at ten.
I had to take off my contacts at the train station in Long Island and didn’t have my glasses so I couldn’t navigate the streets and find a cab a few blocks up. Everything looked glossy, starry and wet. The guys and I couldn’t figure out what to tip the homeless man. One guy thought that he shouldn’t be rewarded for bad behavior; I didn’t really get that since he was the reason there was any semblance of a line, and was keeping fair order.
Most New Yorkers will stay on line; or walk a few blocks further. It’s the tourists who think that New York is an unorderly city who try to break through the lines and go ahead of everybody. Would they do that at home? No, they don’t take cabs; have cars.
We love our lines; and since life has become so much more convenient in the past decade, it’s getting harder to bitch about things. Cab lines are great for that. Especially when it’s pouring. I have a Viet Namese jacket that is almost totally waterproof; couldn’t even bitch about getting too wet. Couldn’t take the subway as I couldn’t see four feet in front of me. Darn it felt good to come home.
Yes my 600 square feet was in especially fine form tonight. When I opened the laptop I had visions of worms, spam–the canned kind supposedly beloved in Hawaii, viruses, DNA, and everything seen on any crime procedural show jumping out of the screen. Last week I was going to give up all blogging. As I usually write for Courting daily, and BIO every two weeks, and might have a post in a third blog as I did last week, obviously this would have been impossible. There’s something awesome about blogging.
I have always wanted to be an almost charter member of a revolution.
Anybody can start a blog on Blogger. It takes at the most ten minutes to set up. Posts can be as short or as long as you want. They can be all writing or they can have photo’s, video’s whatever you want. That’s the beauty of blogging. It’s basically free and free form. There is no right or wrong way to blog.
Most of us began on Blogger, found our way to BE, met people, formed blog rolls and communities. I had no idea what a blogroll, HTML, or a hyperlink was when I began. But I learned. And if I can….
We’re virtual land explorers of the space age. Businesses are beginning blogs to compete. I can pontificate on blogging for hours; and when politics is off limit that’s a good thing.
I’m trying to ban the words “religion” and “grateful” from my vocabulary as they tend to get me into trouble.
But yes, I’m grateful to all of you.
Funny thing is I was thinking about the subject recently. I don’t talk about my blogging to many because I am not in the mood to explain it or myself for that matter. I miss hearing from my blogger buddies and come home excited to rush online and read up. Were non-bloggers to hear that I would be ready for the loony bin in their mind!
Grateful… I am grateful to you as I am sure all your readers are as well.
A very honest to God post like an innocent child just bearing her mind on the street. Sweet.
Pia, I hope your Christmas has been cool?
I hereby dedicate my latest poem “Ten Seconds To Eternity” to you and when I record it in a CD I will send you a copy. My friend drives a cab in NYC.So, I know how to reach you. I will follow my heart.The Spanish way.
How is your nose?
Quite dry now.
Take care and God bless.
I’m grateful to you too. Stay dry.
I find myself going through phases with blogging. Earlier in 2005 I wrote as “myself” on my normal website – but during the year my blog slipped underground. It has been something of an “enabler”; letting me write about subjects I normally would not have, but at the same time I lost a lot of readership when I “dissappeared”…
Why is it that I never seem to make it here unles it’s through BE? 🙁
Happy holidays!
And back atcha, Pia! Blogging is addictive for sure, and sometimes discouraging, but most of the yime exhilierating in a certain way…Hope your Holidays are going well and I wish you Happy Hanukah, my dear.
beautiful!
you lead us all by example, dear Pia.
Thanks for the comment Pia….And, no, you weren’t that Jewish person…it was Margalit…
I still want to know if the ‘gay’ person they know is there son or daughter….what then??? This whole idea that someone chooses to be gay….One of my dearest and nearest once wrote me a very interesting letter about being gay…this was over thirty five years ago that he said, among other things…‘I wouldn’t choose it, but I wouldn’t change it…!’ I thought that was, indeed, poetic, and profound!
I’m not sure I got the part where you talked about so many great minds of our generation dying…you can understand hate….Hating what, is my question? Don’t mean to carry on this cinversation through comments..but, since there are no ‘blogging’ rules…what the hey…!
Thank you Pia for your very lovely compliment, too…I appreciate your words very very much….
And, Hellman’s out here in Best Foods…same Mayo..different name! Weird, huh? But I VERY MUCH like it, too….though a little Miracke Whip occassionally brings back memories for me… I brought that into my mother’s home….We always used Hellman’s, and I tasted Miracle Whip at someone’s house and I liked it a lot!!! Never eat it anymore, though..Just ‘Best Foods’…AKA ‘Hellman’s’!
Oh yes, my dear Pia…I understand about AIDS..you know, from reading my WORLD AIDS DAY post…I’ve lost many many many people..too many, dead and too many living with HUV/AIDS…but who or what do you hate?? I guess I would hate AIDS itself….which I do, but I surely do not hate anyone that I know who died of AIDS or has it now…you know? That was not clear to me in what you said..that’s all I was confused about….cause it souded like you hated them for getting AIDS…and I surely hope that is not true….(I don’t yhink you meant that, did you?)
And again I thank you for your kind words…there is so much in this world and in this life that is difficult-to-impossible…hating is such a burden on one’s body, you know? I feel very strongly about many many things…and some of what I feel is incrddible anger, but underneath that, is ‘pain’ and ‘hurt’….not hatred….
I’ll stop..I’m going on and on…
Enough, my dear.
As I feel, with so many of the people I have met through Blogging..you are a real bonus in my life, and I thank you Pia.
I have had a few occassions where I’ve entertained the thought of walking away from blogging out of fear I’m losing touch with the non-cyber world. But it’s the friendships I’ve formed and maintain through blogging that keep cyberworld real and appealing for me. So I try to balance my cyber/non-cyber time as best I can.
Did I wish you a happy holidays yet?
Ah Pia, you know just as well as we do that it takes the really talented to recognize the talents of others.
Don’t be so modest, already. I’ve never been mentioned in a newspaper. 😉
Blogging is the only way I’ve ever been able to keep a journal… it’s the validation of writing for others, of feedback. We all love the presence of others in our lives, and this medium allows us to share ourselves in personal and humorous ways.
Why do you think us history majors get off on reading old letters and diaries… same thing, only there’s instant gratification.
I discovered Courting via BE & when you even acknowledge me, I was absolutely floored. I think it must have been one of the first non-Blogger blogs I’d ever seen.
I too am very grateful, especially grateful for you Ms. Pia. I hope you’re having a wonderful Chanukah & have a very, very safe New Years.
I started blogging for no one else but me… but when I stopped (you know why) I realized how I missed my blogging friends… so here I am again. Glad to be back…
I often think about my blogging friends… For example: You are always the first person who pops in my head when NYC is ever mentioned… 😉
Intersting ly enough I was thinking about writing on this subject. I stared out in high school on a blurty but it was not quite the same thing.
I await Wednesday.
Oh my friends all think I am kind of weird for writing in a blog even though many of them have live or dead journals; a few have started private blogs though. They find it weird that I talk to people in comments and think I am losing my mind..lol
Maybe I am.
I await Wednesday…………
I’m not leaving for a few..
I have only one request: please, please, please don’t ever stop writing here at Courting Destiny! PLEASE?! I love this blog! Okay, my insanity ends here.
My life will be boring without blogging.
To stop blogging is like to stop talking and to stop talking is like to stop breathing. And how can I stop breathing when I am still living?
Blogging is part of my living.
What is life without meeting fascinating people as sensitive as Pia Savage in America, Michelle Lee in Australia, Peace in Singapore and wonderful minds like Marek, Doug Forbes, Catman, Athene, Edmondson and others.
Right now, I am here on my own and not on BE. Because, I followed my heart.
A beautiful mind is the fountain of humankind.
God bless you all.
What everybody else said!
And yes I can vouch for it, the old-fashioned Spam (aka “da stuff in da blue can”)is much loved in Hawaii. Spam musubi has got to be the original fusion cuisine.
A Happy New Year of Blogging to You and All!
(from one who still really doesn’t get it, but what the heck!)
I love blogging. Those you don’t know, will and soon.