Wherever you go, there you are
For many years, I have made my living lording over vast repositories of content topics that migrate from database to database in unflagging pursuit of the elusive yet sexy site/portal/search engine du jour, a homeland that promises to elevate content beyond mere words, and into a stratosphere of shareholder rapture, in which tech support lines lie fallow, and customers experience unfettered joy welling up from deep within that forgotten place in their hearts where love goes to die.
Appropriately then, I have just electively spent my unpaid hours project managing a tiny dog site migration to a dreaded blog platform intended to make updates easier for me to execute, without also offering, in tandem, a noticeable uptick in the brilliance, interest, or even frequency of my posts, and I am expecting you to be happy about it.
I think its apt that you now listen to a certain blogging anthem written by a friend as you contemplate this state of affairs.
Appropriately then, I have just electively spent my unpaid hours project managing a tiny dog site migration to a dreaded blog platform intended to make updates easier for me to execute, without also offering, in tandem, a noticeable uptick in the brilliance, interest, or even frequency of my posts, and I am expecting you to be happy about it.
I think its apt that you now listen to a certain blogging anthem written by a friend as you contemplate this state of affairs.
posted by Strikethru at
11:04 PM
2 Comments:
My mom used to have a postcard magneted to the fridge that said "Wherever you go, there you are." I always liked that. I also liked the magnet that she had that said "Everyone needs something to believe in. I believe I'll have another beer."
Fear made a great song with those lyrics. "Have another beer with Fear" was the song I think.
Lee Ving is a great.
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