Sunday, October 23, 2005
Hey, Blogspot. You're Pissing Me Off.
Look, I know famous people are a lot smarter than me. They lead far more interesting lives and also manage to be funny and beautiful all at once. Their stories are probably better constructed than mine, because famous people have led lives filled with editors and P.R. people and whatnot. I'm okay with that. However, these Blogs of Note are really ticking me off. They consist of famous musicians who deem it necessary to write blogs, and also of pencilneck movie reviewers. Rarely is there a Blog of Note by people like you and me.

Granted, I did not get into Blogging for admiration or popularity. I am sure Famous Musician X did not, either. It just so happened that dear Blogspot found his blog and not mine.

You know, in order to be reminded of what a peon I am, all I have to do is turn on the television, read a newspaper or celebrity mag, or listen to the radio. I don't need a Blogger rubbing it in my maw that during this whole on-line journaling thing, I can still be superseded by stories of Britney Spears and stream-of-consciousness babbling by old rock stars.

Dammit.

Well, I proclaim MY BLOG a Blog of Note. Please note.
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