Me and My Google
Over the past couple of months, I’ve discovered something: I really suck as a blogger.
As a blog commenter, I kind of rock, at least sometimes. But I’m starting to realize I do a lot better when I’m reacting to something than I do when I have to choose the topic myself. Which is really just longhand for “I’m too fricken’ lazy to really apply myself to crafting a carefully-researched, deeply-examined thesis – or to take the time to develop a really successful comedic piece.” I suppose at some point I need to get into the habit of actually making drafts rather than just whipping through a one-off.
But I ain’t there yet. So for now, another sampling of my last few weeks with Teh Great Gazoogle:
France national health care history
Precious Moments – I like to call them Racist Moments, because apparently little black and Hispanic and Asian children don’t have any “precious moments.” Remind me to tell you sometime about the opportunities there are for anthropological observation when you work in a Hallmark store.
Can Asian elephants cross breed with African elephants
How much does a ream of copy paper weigh
Jamie Oliver’s food revolution – he comes off as a bit of a wanker, albeit one who’s trying to get people to understand a good point.
3 weird sisters 
It’s a web log, not a doctoral thesis.
Not that I’m a good example of anything, but I seldom draft something & then let it percolate. Might have to re-order paragraphs, & it’s almost always better to take something out than leave it in, but (mileage may vary) I don’t agonize too much.
Nothing wrong w/ reacting rather than originating. Someone else has probably thought of it already; don’t beat yourself up over it.
I don’t think it’s you who sucks. It’s this blog, which we just slapped up here with no idea where it was going, no focus — just three old friends who might have some sort of electric conversation. Thanks to you, it’s limping along pretty nicely and I think it will eventually figure itself out.