living small, now with more frugality!

So I had a .mac blog, and while iWeb is crazy-easy to use, it really is annoying in several regards.  For those of you who don’t care about technical griping and simply want to read about my adventures sewing my own flannel toilet rags, this will be a very boring post.  Feel free to skip right over it, I’ll post about methods of sponge-bathing later to make up for it.  With pictures.

What do I hate about .mac?  (Or the new .me?)  Well – it’s expensive.  And the formatting is very limited, and this is coming from someone who really isn’t all that fussy about formatting.  And … aw geez, now that I mentioned activities that are interesting and rewarding (bathing, voiding) I have lost all motivation to post about the technical aspects of blogging.  It’s kind of like posting details of your battle with foot fungus.  Does anyone really care?  And if they did, isn’t it a little weird that they do?  I can’t help feeling that blogging is a mildly shameful, self-indulgent activity, like putting IcyHeat on your buns when you know you’re going to be getting into a frosty-cold car in a few minutes.  The solution is kind of clever and satisfies a personal need, if in a weird way — but shouldn’t you keep those sorts of things to yourself?  What is the point of making it all public, exactly?  Which is doubly weird coming from me, I know, since I am famous for having no filter and bleating my personal business to anyone who seems the slightest bit interested in it.

So I guess I’m going to treat my compulsion to write as a mild, relatively harmless mental illness and just go with what comes naturally.  And what comes naturally is my writing about my personal business in a public forum with the stated intention of drawing other lunatics like myself out into the open so that I can make friends with them.  Really, the stumble-upon-in-person method isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.  Especially when you’re hoping to stumble upon a bunch of other people who enjoy solitary activities like reading, writing, and bitching (via written word) about how screwy our society is … though as of today (for the first full day in way too effing long) our society no longer includes reign by the Bush family, and that makes me happier than anything else has done in the last eight years.

I think a celebration is in order.  I’m going to start by frying a bunch of things in bacon grease.  Then I’m going to crack a bottle of wine, and then I’m going to dance naked around the house.  Happy hedonism around here, people.  That’s what I’m talking about.

I plan to move posts from my defunct .mac blog here.  I’m pretty new to the technical management part of blogging, and I’m not motivated by anything other than a sheer love of writing, so it’s hard to get excited enough to do that.  I’m also waffling about comments.  Do people actually want to comment?  I haven’t had comments enabled on my blogs generally, because I’m typically ranting and there’s not much room for argument.  I don’t want lunatics or trolls commenting, which means I have to moderate the comments.  This is more work for me, work I’m not sure I want to do.  Also, I think comments distract from writing, which is what I started a blog for.  On the other hand, people might actually have interesting things to share in comments, so I could be missing out by not allowing them.  I’m on the fence on this, but I’m leaning away from comments.  We’ll see how it goes.  Here, comments are enabled by post and not in general, so I can go back and forth.  Webster’s definition of waffling, right there.

Thanks for following me to a new blog.  It’ll be worth your while, even if you skip the sponge-bath post.  Really.