Hhmm...

A couple of posts from blogger-in-arms Rev Paul (here and here) got me to thinkin'.

(Not always a good thing mind you...)

You went and read both of those. Right? (Otherwise much of what follows may or may not make sense, 'kay?)

Now Roberta X postulates that "blogging is essentially dead...", the reasons she gives are pretty valid when you factor some of the tweens, teens and 20-somethings into the mix. A lot of those folks can't pay attention for more than the length of a Tweet. They think they're being fast paced and all. Very hip and with it, I guess.

But what do I know?

Roberta cites declines in the numbers she sees on her blog based on Sitemeter statistics and something called Technorati. Nope, I have no idea what the latter is. Okay, I Googled it (how come no one ever "Bings" something?) and it is a real thing.

The name alone puts me off. I despise computer techie talk, even though I am a computer kind of guy. Not that I'm all up in one's grill with technical savvy vis-à-vis the various Windows operating systems, Linux, Unix or the guards of the sultan's harem. Nope.

Quite honestly I hate that shit. Not to put too fine a point on it.

I use computers. I force them to do my bidding. That's it. Though my livelihood is based upon computers, there are days I really hate them. Really.

But all that aside, Sitemeter is as reliable as reading goat entrails. Ask Buck, he knows.

Why did I start blogging? Well, you need to go back to my very first post, I kind of mention why. I did expand on that over time.

I do this for me, primarily. But hey, you guys reading this are important too. Really. I love you all.

In a masculine, non-threatening kind of way...

Now lately I have thought about throwing in the towel and doing something other than blog. I mean I have a Twitter account and everything. (I've Tweeted 15 times. Yup, 15. Not exactly a whirlwind of activity there.) I am on Facebook under my real name. No, I won't tell you what that is. Some of you know anyway.

I am semi-anonymous. Whatever that means.

But neither of those things give me the same pleasure as blogging. Besides which, The WSO gets a kick out of it. If I stopped, she'd be miffed. (I think...)

(Hhmm, this is rather a rambling, stream of consciousness post innit? Not possible to digress I suppose. Though I think this is a digression. Maybe.)

So for some, blogging is kind of dead. But I read a lot of blogs and most of those seem to be doing just fine. I get Roberta's point though, if you feel like no one's reading your stuff, why bother?

For me, I do it because I enjoy it. If only a couple of folks read my ponderings, rants and raves (avec the occasional dérouter) then je suis content.

Whoa, I just tweeted three more times. That makes 18. Man, I need to sit down.

Isn't life fascinating?

I tell ya, it's time like these...

Uh-huh-huh.

My blog, my music. (You will, no doubt, see more Foo Fighters here. No, not today.)

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