Consider this blog post a coming out party. Hmm...maybe coming back is a better phrase for me. It's been a long time since I've blogged and it's pretty clear by all the sad ugly faces that I see on you guys that you miss it.
There were a few near blogs over the past one and a half years. One was going to be about my two and a half day driving trip from Illinois to California and all the weird shit I thought about and saw. Like the cat that magically appeared on the roof of my car after I checked in to a hotel in Kingman, Arizona and was coming back to get my stuff to take up to the room. That was terrifying, only because I was convinced ever since I stopped at a Rest Area in Texas with a sign that said, "Danger Rattlesnakes," that a snake was going to just be waiting under my car to lash out and bite my shin. I hardly consider a place that tells you to be on high alert and don't walk too close to bushes and rocks because of deadly, poisonous snakes to be what I would call a "Rest Area."
Another near miss was a blog following the Dark Knight Rises shooting about how that would never have happened if we didn't have such strict Super Power Control laws. I was definitely going to smash both sides of the gun control debate and make you all look like idiots, but I guess that happened anyway without my blog when you all started talking about Gun Control anyway.
There may have been one or two other ideas, but alas, I'm pretty sure they sucked.
But THIS, a low-tech day...now this is the kind of thing you live tweet about. Of course, I can't do that, so you people are going to have to wait 24 hours and pretend like it's live. Ah, you finally had to be patient and wait for something. That's one problem I've noticed these days. Everything is live this, live that, live coverage. If you're ten minutes late to posting about a story, you might as well not even post at all it seems. But with the race to be first comes errors. Errors in reporting and facts. Silly mistakes. Misinformation. And overreaction to something before the full story is every known. Consider l'esprit de l'escalier (stairway wit). The French term about how you think of the perfect comeback or the perfect thing to say, only juuuuust after the argument has ended and you've made your way down the stairs from the first floor in France, which is really the second floor in America. Idiot French people. If only you maybe had taken the time to be patient and let it come to you.
I can assure you the rest of the blog won't be like this, but it will probably delve into many tangents as I chronicle the close calls throughout low-tech day and live write what I am doing. It turns out I wrote a lot, so I'm going to be breaking this up into a few parts.
The Countdown
I was gonna spend my last few hours playing a video game I got from Santa Claus this year. Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim (Thanks, Santa!). No coal for me. Must have been preeeetty good I guess. ; ) The ladies know what I'm talking about. But I got a little bored around 10:30 and figured I'd cruise into the midnight hour with some Comedy Central. Some Workaholics, South Park, and then Stewart and Colbert...definitely can't go wrong with any of those. I like to think of myself as pretty much all of those shows combined. I think you'd all agree.
Is a retainer high-tech? Because I just got back into a habit of wearing it again for two nights in a row, and I think I'm gonna wear it.
Ahhh, the South Park episode about the cause bracelets. Possibly the best one of the season in my opinion, and it has maybe my favorite quote ever from South Park...AND it rhymes, Seuss style. "In modern day there are those who believe, a cause is a thing to be worn on your sleeve." If that just doesn't perfectly describe like 80% of the people on social media, then only something much more vulgar and inappropriate could.
The shows all ended. I powered down everything and went to sleep...tech-less.
Stay tuned to see if I was able to make it through 24 hours using little to no technology.
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