As you can see today is Thursday and this is my first blog of the week. Ugh, I knew this would happen. Actually that’s why I added my Twitter feed to the sidebar over there. -->
I figured it would give my readers (both of them) the ability to check out The Public Frog and not leave disappointed even if I hadn’t posted any new blogs.
The back story is that I joined Twitter in 2008 B.C. (Before Celebrities). I was hooked and having a lot of fun. Then I called in sick to work one day and wanted to tweet all the things I was doing instead. But I couldn’t because some of my colleagues checked my account. So the next day I made it private. It was like that way for 3 years until I decided I wanted to use it on my blog, so I opened it up again. Of course, I’ve always kept separate my name and my handle so it’s not like people I know who I don’t want to read it are suddenly flocking to my page. It’s better this way.
How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!
Showing posts with label blogging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blogging. Show all posts
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
I'm nobody! Who are you?
As some of you may know I named this blog after an Emily Dickinson poem. I thought it fit perfectly with the whole narcissistic concept of blogging. My thoughts, my views, my words.
By now you have probably noticed I changed the background layout to something a little more interesting than the cut-and-paste one from before. While fooling around with it for way longer than I will admit to I began to think back to what it was I originally wanted to do with this blog... which brings me back to Dickinson. I wanted to use this as a platform to share some engaging words or lyrics from time to time that I found contemplative or thought-provoking.
I figure there's no better place to start than the "Favorite Quote" I've had on my Facebook page since 2004.
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Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around—nobody big, I mean—except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff—I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That's all I'd do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be.
J.D. Salinger
By now you have probably noticed I changed the background layout to something a little more interesting than the cut-and-paste one from before. While fooling around with it for way longer than I will admit to I began to think back to what it was I originally wanted to do with this blog... which brings me back to Dickinson. I wanted to use this as a platform to share some engaging words or lyrics from time to time that I found contemplative or thought-provoking.
I figure there's no better place to start than the "Favorite Quote" I've had on my Facebook page since 2004.
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Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around—nobody big, I mean—except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff—I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That's all I'd do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be.
J.D. Salinger
Monday, November 14, 2011
Duck, duck, duck, duck, goose
You know the old adage "Give them an inch and they'll take a mile"? That's how I felt missing Friday's post. I gave myself an inch and I took a mile.
Let me explain. When I find a cool, new thing I enjoy I will immerse myself in it 100%. It will take over my life. For example, January 2010 I spent watching the first 5 seasons of Lost. I had never watched it before but Hulu was streaming the whole series before the final season began in February. I dove in and before long I was addicted. Every night after work I would watch 2-3 episodes. I would spend the weekend doing nothing but crushing another 20 episodes. I'll admit it was ridiculous. At some point between seasons 3-4 I gave myself a break. It was just a day to relax and focus on something else. Problem was, the next day I didn't want to go back to it. Or the next day. It snowballed so that I wasted a perfectly good week without watching a single episode. I was disappointed in myself that I let it happen. Then I had to scramble to watch the last couple seasons before the final season opener began. I made it but it all felt forced after that week off.
The same can be said about my old music blog, The Tracklist. I was really into it for about 2 years and then I started slacking on listening to new albums. Now I can't even convince myself that I ever have 45 minutes available. I think the only albums I listened to cover to cover this year were Death Cab for Cutie, Radiohead and The Lonely Island. I listened to 40+ albums last year!
So, you can see why I was nervous after missing Friday's post. Really, it shouldn't be that big a deal but I have a history with these things. Do I actually intend on posting 5 days a week for the foreseeable future? No, but I do like updating with some regularly. Let me know in the comments what you would recommend as a more comfortable blogging schedule.
Let me explain. When I find a cool, new thing I enjoy I will immerse myself in it 100%. It will take over my life. For example, January 2010 I spent watching the first 5 seasons of Lost. I had never watched it before but Hulu was streaming the whole series before the final season began in February. I dove in and before long I was addicted. Every night after work I would watch 2-3 episodes. I would spend the weekend doing nothing but crushing another 20 episodes. I'll admit it was ridiculous. At some point between seasons 3-4 I gave myself a break. It was just a day to relax and focus on something else. Problem was, the next day I didn't want to go back to it. Or the next day. It snowballed so that I wasted a perfectly good week without watching a single episode. I was disappointed in myself that I let it happen. Then I had to scramble to watch the last couple seasons before the final season opener began. I made it but it all felt forced after that week off.
The same can be said about my old music blog, The Tracklist. I was really into it for about 2 years and then I started slacking on listening to new albums. Now I can't even convince myself that I ever have 45 minutes available. I think the only albums I listened to cover to cover this year were Death Cab for Cutie, Radiohead and The Lonely Island. I listened to 40+ albums last year!
So, you can see why I was nervous after missing Friday's post. Really, it shouldn't be that big a deal but I have a history with these things. Do I actually intend on posting 5 days a week for the foreseeable future? No, but I do like updating with some regularly. Let me know in the comments what you would recommend as a more comfortable blogging schedule.
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