Hello, Blogosphere!
If I were a whippersnapper youTuber, I would ask questions such as:
Q: Can you put your foot up to your ear?
(Show your work.)
Me: Just barely.
Q: What kind of creature would you be if you were in a Bosch painting?
Me: bink said, when I asked last night, that I'd be a giant eyeball with little legs & feet, like those cute clay footed bowls from ancient Egypt.
bink wins!
That's exactly how I feel after a month of 13-hour days among the quick, the clever, and the quirky––that is, fans online––like a giant receptor with limited mobility.
I have started to think and even talk in such terms, influenced by smart & zippy youTubers such as Dan Howell [they're not all smart!]:
This is a good overview of Internet fandom.
Meanwhile, I've joined Facebook after a 3-year hiatus (friend me there! Please!) because my brain is temporarily unavailable to blog, being busy sorting out the deluge of FEELS and ideas.
It provides nice, low-level contact with people I (mostly) know, so I don't feel lonely (yay!), and you don't have to think or process much to post or read posts on FB, which is welcome.
Boy, is FB is s-l-o-w.
It seems like while I was gone, everyone lost their gee-whizz enthusiasm for posting photos of their meals, which, frankly, I miss. I was never one to complain about selfies and vacation photos.
Now it's less personal, and more links to articles about politics and animal rescue.
Still, material incoming at a slow trot is just what my overwhelmed brain can handle, and I'm liking, though not loving, it.
I am liking––and loving!––the fandom stuff too. Massive multiplayer creativity at work. It's great. Ugly in spots, but honestly, mostly great.
I hope to take some breaks to write here--it's good to come down to Earth.
If I were a whippersnapper youTuber, I would ask questions such as:
Q: Can you put your foot up to your ear?
(Show your work.)
Me: Just barely.
Q: What kind of creature would you be if you were in a Bosch painting?
Me: bink said, when I asked last night, that I'd be a giant eyeball with little legs & feet, like those cute clay footed bowls from ancient Egypt.
bink wins!
That's exactly how I feel after a month of 13-hour days among the quick, the clever, and the quirky––that is, fans online––like a giant receptor with limited mobility.
I have started to think and even talk in such terms, influenced by smart & zippy youTubers such as Dan Howell [they're not all smart!]:
This is a good overview of Internet fandom.
Meanwhile, I've joined Facebook after a 3-year hiatus (friend me there! Please!) because my brain is temporarily unavailable to blog, being busy sorting out the deluge of FEELS and ideas.
It provides nice, low-level contact with people I (mostly) know, so I don't feel lonely (yay!), and you don't have to think or process much to post or read posts on FB, which is welcome.
Boy, is FB is s-l-o-w.
It seems like while I was gone, everyone lost their gee-whizz enthusiasm for posting photos of their meals, which, frankly, I miss. I was never one to complain about selfies and vacation photos.
Now it's less personal, and more links to articles about politics and animal rescue.
Still, material incoming at a slow trot is just what my overwhelmed brain can handle, and I'm liking, though not loving, it.
I am liking––and loving!––the fandom stuff too. Massive multiplayer creativity at work. It's great. Ugly in spots, but honestly, mostly great.
I hope to take some breaks to write here--it's good to come down to Earth.
3 comments:
Nice to hear from you. Sorry, no FB for me. I'm in a tiny corner of twitter, full of linguists, historians, comedians, and a few makers. Not counting local agencies to watch for weather events.
Have to think about the Bosch thing.
Hi, Zhoen--thanks!
I never found the right corner on Twitter--probably didn't give it enough of a try, and then I got mad at Twitter for being such poor governors re gamergate. Oh well.
I'll just bop around.
I'm going to set up a Tumblr for research. And fun, I hope... (not sure--it has its nasty side too. But what doesn't.)
Anyway, in the Bosch world I see you as a serious gardener (but in an amusing get up) in the Garden of Earthly delights, accompanied by cat(s).
As long as I get a funny hat. And a mysterious tool.
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