What’s happened here is I’ve been neglecting my guests.
OK, you are virtual guests, but I know you’re there, because you leave pertinent (and impertinent) comments. Things have happened to me lately, and my mind and my emotions have been spinning, and, it turns out, the universe is not entirely under my control. Probably these things would make a gripping story to put in a blog post, but I think not, at this time. Maybe I will figure out some way to tell it in which I am a heroic yet sympathetic yet inspirational figure. Maybe not.
But in this fast-moving world of blogging, each new post sits on top of the previous one and supplants it, and none of you will look at anything other than the top post on anybody’s blog, let alone this one, so, since I have been in a tizzy and haven’t participated in my own Comments section for a while, you’d think I don’t care about you. And nothing could be farther from the truth. (Before I go on, will someone please write and tell me if I should have said “further” instead of “farther?’ And what is the rule governing that usage?) So to dispel all concern, I will now move the previous two Comments sections into this post, and participate. The first five are for the Ketchikan story, and the rest are for “I’m Not Quitting.” Here we go:
- theresa said… It’s a good story; brusque and dirty, but rich with honesty and compassion.
- Fri Mar 11, 09:01:13 PM 2005
Jones sez… Thank you sweetheart. If only I were dirty and rich.
- MPH said… “Cry to Me”, what a great, great song.
- Fri Mar 11, 09:45:21 PM 2005
Jones sez… Solomon Burke has a new album, and it’s bithchin’. Who’d a thunk?
- HeroineGirl said… Thank you for your comments on my Heroinegirl Blog, the memoirs are the best reading, which are to the right of the blog( at the top)
- Thanks for stopping by,
- Sun Mar 13, 06:41:42 AM 2005
Jones sez… HeroineGirl’s story is utterly heartbreaking and inspiring. Go read it.
- jericmiller said… well told, larry. it does what you want it to do.
- Sun Mar 13, 08:18:25 PM 2005
Jones sez… This is the Professor revealing himself. But I am flattered. I owe you a valium.
- L said… I tried to comment on this a couple of days ago, but gave up in utter despair. I was going to post something incredibly insightful here today, but promptly forgot what it was after the comment box took so long to come up 🙂 I think Kung Pow Pig is right…
- Mon Mar 14, 06:01:37 PM 2005
- Jones sez… Glad you got through the Blogger anti-comment firewall.
**And now the “I’m Not Quitting” section**
- Kung Pow Pig said… It’s called exit strategy. Do not ask the president, he has no clue how to conceive or implement one.I, on the other hand, do.It’s a strangeness after you let go of something. And I won’t be deleting the blog. I left some things in there I’ll need.Good point on Blogger taking a shit for the last week. I can’t really say that the fiasco had nothing to do with it, but it most likely was the straw that did that thing to the camel.
- Be seeing you.
Tue Mar 15, 06:01:30 AM 2005
- Jones sez… I’m sad to see Kung Pow Pig leave us. Now he will get way ahead in life, and we’ll be sorry.
- theresa said… Thank you for the forewarning. You’ll be missed when the time comes to say goodbye.As for myself, I know that my time in the blogosphere is limited as well. I’ll know when it’s time to go when I’ve discovered my reason for coming here in the first place.
- Tue Mar 15, 08:12:00 AM 2005
Jones sez… OK, now I feel better about quitting. I’m just not sure I’ll ever know why I started. (Also – Hahaha — you said “blogosphere.”)
- Ron Southern said… In a world where having a blog for a year or more makes you feel like you’re very experienced and where anyone who’s been writing one for 2 years or more is an old-timer, it apparently becomes the thing to do to quit or talk about quitting. It’s a high-octane burn-out environment out here. Probably that’s just the kind of people who are drawn to this self-absorbed form of talk-fest. You’re getting that lemme-outta-here bug up your ass a little early, seems to me, but I guess you’re anticipating the moment more than threatening to jump overboard soon. It can be a terrible thing to be so self-aware or self-conscious. Still, a blog can be a great safety valve, it releases some of the pressure.
- Tue Mar 15, 09:21:22 AM 2005
Jones sez… It releases some pressure, and adds some of its’ own. I can only imagine how real journalists feel. I mean, deadlines! How sick is that?
- Steph said… I think a courtesy last post is good blogging etiquette, don’t you? Unless you meet an untimely demise and are physically unable to post. Well Larry, glad to know you’re not quitting yet–you’ve got more blogging left in you, I know it.
- Tue Mar 15, 11:53:54 AM 2005
Jones sez… Etiquette, schmetiquette. My Last Post will be for my own aggrandizement.
- MPH said… Hmph. Not one mention of my role in this whole blogger comment fiasco.
- Tue Mar 15, 03:27:13 PM 2005
Jones sez… I can’t mention it here. That’s what your blog is for, and you’ve covered it admirably.
- Brent said… Glad to see that a good blogger is not quitting. Good blogs are rare in this sea of sucktitude.
- Tue Mar 15, 04:08:34 PM 2005
Ha! Suckitude. Can I say “Suckitude, Schmuckitude?” It’s you and me against the world, Brent. Where were you when I needed a wingman?
- L said… well goodness — take your time 🙂 don’t quit yet!
- Tue Mar 15, 09:07:28 PM 2005
- Larry Jones said…
- L – I think it bears mentioning here that I commented on your
post tonight at exactly the same minute that you commented on mine. Isn’t that some kind of sign? Do you think you and I should run away to Rio together and spend our days drinking daiquiris on the beach at Ipanema and our nights dancing like fools in the city? Or does it mean it’s time to quit blogging, for real?
Tue Mar 15, 09:17:32 PM 2005
- Pops said…
- Viking funeral. Only way to go. Drink lots of mead, put your computer in a boat and light it on fire as you push it out to sea.
Would make it hard to post pictures of the event subsequently, however. Plus it seems a little harsh, burning and then exiling your whole computer just to be rid of your blog. On second thought, this needs more consideration.
And the post-eating… if you hit PUBLISH and it gives you a PAGE NOT FOUND screen, then you hit BACK and you get a nice, freshly scrubbed CREATE NEW POST screen devoid of your magnum opus. So the anal retentive among us save to a Word file before we PUBLISH.
- Tue Mar 15, 10:45:39 PM 2005
- Jones sez… This reminds me of my own pathetic Vikings, drinking mead and trying to compete in the NFL, but I like your thinking! Will you say a few words at the ceremony? Can I wear the helmet with the big horns, or will you need it?
- SJ said… I know I’m late on this matter, but the best way to find links to your blog is to type your url into www.technorati.com. It will show you all the links here.
- Wed Mar 16, 01:34:27 PM 2005
Jones sez… Thank you for this tip. I tried it, and I was deeply disappointed in what I found. I may have reciprocal links on my site for people who never ciprocated in the first place.
I’m grateful to all of you, even those who do not comment, although you should. Speaking of which, it will be a cool warp in the blog universe to use the comment section of a post about comments. So be my guest.
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I can’t say that I’m grateful or even appreciative of non-commenting readers. Lazy slugs, that’s what they are! I don’t hold it against those who don’t OFTEN comment, but I do despise those who NEVER comment–all two of them. If you’ve never commented AND have the gall to be reading these comments, you’re nothing but a few blipping electrons on the Internet, the modern form of being a bump on a log!
I’m still trying to figure out that post about Mrs. Jones and whether you’re married …
Ronnie, Ronnie, Ronnie – You can’t force them to comment. Remember, everything is everything. Let it go.
Kayten – I’m easy, babe. It’s all in the post.
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Sure, I could force them to comment, but tracking them down would be more trouble than it’s worth. It’s easier to just hang around here and speak in extremes and poke you in the guts until you seem to think I need psychiatric help. What’s so wrong about admitting I despise a whole class of people that does not, at very best, exceed a dozen citizens of this planet? I guess.
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