the conversation i had with a friend was basically:

what prevents me from writing and posting more frequently is not, as Random Blog Intruder would have you believe, that i need to believe there is someone worse than me at it before i’ll do it; what prevents me from writing & posting more frequently is that i hate the idea of contributing to the oceans of cyberwaste spewed out by millions of bloggers with crappy grammar, spelling, and rehashed ideas that hold little or no interest for your average web surfer.

kind of like this blog.

and if there’s something important to post, there’s probably some one of the same opinion and perspective who’s faster on the draw, more articulate, and has a better-analyzed position. and i hate to be redundant. waste of time.

on the other hand, this isn’t a real-time meeting in which people actually take up precious minutage of my life rephrasing what someone else has just said because they feel the need to be heard and speak up, regardless of not actually moving the conversation forward or adding any new insight or bit of information; this is the internet, or something like that, whatever the kids these days are calling it, and no one is actually being forced to sit through this rambles section. so there’s no reason for me to feel like i’m wasting any one’s time. if you’re reading this it’s because you choose to be here. and you could be at any other site, and you can leave whenever you want to. and most likely HAVE already left and will never read the end of this sentence.

ah, liberation. now i am free to spew about whatever i wish, and rant about my hatred of insurance companies and U.S. support of Israel even though countless other internet ‘hos rant about their hatred of insurance companies and U.S. support of Israel, for similar reasons.

i don’t JUST hate insurance companies. it was just lying there, waiting for me to use it as a forinstance.

hrm. i think i need to write a manifesto of some sort. but first i should look up “manifesto” and make sure i know exactly what the fuck i mean when i say “manifesto.” i’d hate to be sloppy.

next: the ongoing progress of band name development, or BND, as The Band calls it.

this is absurd. this is me reminding myself to update this rambles section.

almost every day i wade through the cyber-detritus of human thought processes that is the sfcomedy board, the online venue where humor goes to die; but every so often signs of intelligent life or useful information glimmer for a moment before receding back into the void. reading many of the threads that pass for discussion on this board should give me enough fortitude of spirit to know that, even if i tried, the crappy uselessness of this rambles section couldn’t possibly match the crappy uselessness of the afore-mentioned board.

RANDOM BLOG INTRUDER: so basically, you’re saying that you won’t do something unless there’s some entity out there doing it worse than you are?

oh. it’s you. hello, random blog intruder. and my morning had been going so nicely.

RBI: i’m just saying, that’s a crappy reason to do anything. do you really need to justify your rambles-writing to anyone? no one even reads this thing. i’ve been monitoring the activity on this site.

no, you haven’t. i never gave you the user name and password. will you stop being such a little bitch?

RBI: if you stop using inane logic to reason through why you should be updating this section. oh. i think you have to go. you’re late.

you’re right. fuck.

anyway. as i said. this is just me reminding myself to update this rambles section.