Wednesday, October 29, 2008

There are times when blogs suffer because life is just life. There may not be anything remarkable going on, or at least not in a way that would appeal to third-party readers. Life is interesting enough by itself for everyone, everyday. Sometimes those who are gifted offer their perspective and it just works. This is not one of those outlets. This is more of a throw-it-against-the-wall-and-see-what-sticks outlet and results vary. This is also a uses-way-too-many-dashes-to-seperate-words-in-an-effort-to-be-descriptive-when-everyone-knows-a-better-vocabulary-would-solve-the-problem kind of outlet.

A good reading experience on the internet seems to be similar to watching a classic episode of Seinfeld. You're not really reading about anything, but yet you read. You absorb. You retain. You share. How many conversations start with "So I was reading something on the internet today...", only to eventually get around to "It's sorta like that episode of Seinfeld..."? Sometimes people just like to have things pointed out to them. Commentary on politics, economics and particle colliders is interesting to a point, but it's harder to place those topics into everyday life than the perplexing phenomenon of people characterizing their families by placing cartoon figures, or better yet, pictures of flip-flops, on the backs of their cars. That's something everyone can make a personal decision about, granting far more involvement than presidential elections, economic policy or advances in science. Everyone just waits for the outcome of that kind of stuff, but not whether the family dog should actually be considered a "member" of the family on the back of the family SUV.

But yeah, the simple life, devoid of major conflict or commentary, is not a bad thing, despite its inherant simplicity. Obviously commas aren't bad either. Once the important decisions, such as which chicken finger restaurant to visit for lunch, are made, the essense of life is what's left. Kind of like long division and those cursed remainders. It just doesn't feel right for there to be a remainder, but in this case, it's quite comforting.

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