My grandmother, Elsie, who lived with us when we were growing up, was a wise woman.
I loved her with all my heart and still do.
Anyway, one of the wise things she told is that stupid people talk about people, mediocre people talk about things and smart people talk about ideas.
Tonight, reading the blogs of my friends and family, I am surrounded by a lot of smart people.
I’m happy for blogging.
It keeps me up with what folks are thinking in a way that casual conversation rarely goes these days.
Despite the alienation of the computer and the internet, I feel closer to my sister in South Carolina because I get to read her blog. I really haven’t known MCARP very long or well, but I feel very close to him, knowing what he thinks and goes through. It’s an intimacy really only possible through his blog. I would never get to see John X enough to find out the details of his mind turds, but I’m jolly glad I do via his blog. Erika West, the same.
Haven’t been able to read my daughter’s blog lately because she has it set to private, friends only and I’m off MySpace. I’m a recovering spacer.
In fact, I wish more of my friends blogged. I know people all over the state and most areas of the country and if they would all blog and read my blog, we’d all be in better touch.
Of course, I’d be so busy reading blogs, I’d starve. Maybe I’d better think this through a little.
Anyway, I’ve enjoyed y’all’s blogging. Keep it up. Good Job. Pat on the Back official.
I’ve been talking about people on my blog. And I turned it to private to avoid strange old men.
You’re a smart blogger, too, John. Thanks for the props. I dig that moment-of-appreciation thing when people all seem really cool and connected. I dig it, man.
You remain, as always, my hero.
When you die, can I have your suits?
Or before, if you get tired of them.
I want your hair. I don’t blog because that time is past. I journaled A LOT for many years before the Internet was born and now I don’t know anything. My mind is blissfully empty, a lot. Oh well. I love ya, man, keep it up.